The Whitest Thing - Adam Faulkner [Poem text] Owning your own white guilt isn’t cool yet. So you stuff the soft parts of other kids’ cultures into your pockets until you believe that it is not there at all. You are a matching sweat suit jukebox stocked with everything from Ice Cube to OutKast. Entire albums memorized and coiled in the damp of your throat. They are gunfire … [Read more...]