Parachutes Book Three: The Impact

by Takerra Allen

“I have dated all kinds of women, but I always knew the woman that would have my children would be a black woman. When I changed my mind about marriage, I knew it would be a black woman I married. A specific one, but still. For me…it’s natural. I don’t have to explain or make anyone understand what I’m feeling, when I’m feeling it, or why I’m feeling it. She gets my struggle. I get hers. Niggas who talk that game of other races catering to and respecting men better… From my walks of life, those other women were the most transactional experiences. Whether it’s finance or a fantasy…there’s a price for all of that catering and purring your name in an exotic accent. But the black women I knew since I was a li’l nigga, those were the ones really holding it down for dudes. Putting money on books, two bus rides to the island, letting niggas flip tax money they ain’t never seeing again, letting niggas parole to their crib. Only for niggas to use them as a steppingstone to the status to get the fantasy chick, only because it’s what they not used to. Turning around and calling black women masculine when they’re actually the biggest nurturers. But we’ve rewired them. Why you think other races had black women raising their babies? How anybody from any race will never forget a love from a black woman if they had the privilege to receive it. They protect you. Genuinely love you with no expectations. Tahli used to talk me up, and I wasn’t shit,” Vin divulged. “But she’d speak so much lif...

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