What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Blacker: A Memoir in Essays

Could have benefited from editing down some length, but a funny and well-written collection of essays. The last piece on his daughter — oof, so beautiful.

“If you're poor and black, America acts like you emerge from the womb twenty-seven years old, with four kids, five predicate felonies, and a lit Newport already between your lips. White people get to be babies. And they get to still be babies when they're adults. Poor black people are born Avon Barksdale.”