Yesterday was the first day of February which is Black History Month. In celebration of Black History Month, it would be interesting to not really highlight the historical facts of the Black Experience in America but to highlight the voices of those who lived and wrote about their story or created stories that helped to convey the full breadth and width of the Black Experience in America. I attended an all-Black high school my last two years and it was during that time I found myself immersed in literature written by Black authors. In years prior, I don’t really recall having been assigned any books by Black authors (I don’t remember many things and this could be one of the many things I don’t remember). Black History Month was usually devoted to the history of Great Black People. We learned and relearned and learned again the historical significance of such luminaries as Sojourner Truth, Frederick Douglass, Booker T. Washington and Martin Luther King, Jr. Yet, a whole new world opened itself when I read the words of Black authors describing or creating works detailing the subjective experience of life in these United States. In honor of authors of the far past, past and present, I will attempt to highlight a literary work by a Black author whose writing gives voice to the Black Experience in America. Official history has a way of reflecting the pieces of the story that those in power would like to have remembered. However, the true reality can be found in the stories that people tell in their own words.