“My Black Friend” by Edward Porter (fiction, ’07)
An excerpt from the poem “My Black Friend” by Edward Porter (fiction, ’07) published at Miracle Monocle:
My Black Friend
I don’t have a black friend, that is to say, a Black friend, an African American friend. It was the TV the other night that got me thinking. A commentator, a professor at the university, an African American woman, was saying that the problem was that so many white people let themselves be isolated.
“How many white people say they’re not racist, but don’t actually socialize with African Americans, have never had African Americans in their homes?”
I had to admit, that was me. The professor’s voice was full of anger, of outrage. Although we’ve never met, I felt her anger attach itself to me. That seemed only right. It was the truth. She was speaking to me. She knew who I was.
I’m a middle-aged single white woman who lives in a small city in the Midwest. We don’t have many black people here. I work at a bank, taking care of the database. The bank has no black employees. In the downtown where I work, not many of the businesses have black employees. The black people I see are usually either janitors or the homeless. Obviously, that fact in itself is witness to the racism we struggle with in this town.
Given my actual situation, it’s difficult to think about being friends with a homeless person. I know I shouldn’t be limited that way, but I am. If I were friends with a homeless person, white or black, then I would essentially have to take care of them. It’s too unequal.
I could be friends with a janitor though. I’m not better than a janitor just because I write code for a database. I would go to a janitor’s house. I would have a janitor to my house for dinner. If the janitor at my bank was black, perhaps I could strike up a casual friendship, over time. I’d notice something about him, maybe the ball cap of a team from a faraway city and ask him about it. That would give us a start. Then, eventually, I could ask if he wanted to come over for dinner. […continue reading here]