My first clear memory in life is of me standing in the doorway of my childhood home and watching my mother being beaten by my father.
As children slowly age into adulthood, they depend on their parents to teach them fundamental things as they journey to discover who they are.
Activist Kwame Rose pens an open letter to his father, in which he speaks to the reverence and disappointment his generation feels for its elders.
Cars turned over and engulfed in flames. Angry black Americans yelling and screaming at the police. And my children's eyes glued to the TV screen.