Invisible lines dissected black lives from white ones, and these lines were intentional and political and created with clear meaning. The unspoken rules and written laws define these boundaries. It’s okay to be my garbage man but not my neighbor. It’s okay to be my housekeeper but not my doctor. It’s fine to paint my house but don’t expect to see your work of art shadowing any great halls of museums. Be who you want to be as long as your potential doesn’t eclipse mine. Know your place. Stay in your place. As a result, much of our majesty and power remained invisible to us—lost, entombed,
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