If you read *anything* by me this long, hot summer, read this: “Skin in the Game: An American Gothic in Black and White,” my essay on the murder of Trayvon Martin. It’s a polemic, it’s cultural criticism, it’s personal history, it’s Southern Gothic in the greasy faced, lynching-postcard mode, it’s the muck that came up when I dredged the deepest, darkest places in the river bottom of the American psyche.
READ IT HERE.
Photo: Claude Neal, lynched, Florida, 1934.