Excerpt
PROLOGUE WE’RE ALL JUST stardust in skin suits. That’s the truth, stripped down. Peel back the outer layer, and there’s no such thing as white. Or Black. Or brown. Or red, or yellow, or whatever other box they tried to fit us in. It’s all just melanin. It’s all just light and pigment. It’s all just survival. So how did something so meaningless become everything? Why do we organize our cities around it? Our laws? Our borders? Our money, our power, and our fear? How did “race,” a word that didn’t even exist a few centuries ago, become the most dangerous idea humans ever believed? It didn’t come from science. It didn’t come from God. It didn’t even come from hate, at first. It came from story....