by [insert name here]
I am black, I am white, I am poor, I am rich, I am young, I am old, I am this, I am that. You place me into categories so that I may check all that apply. You make me into a paragraph so that I fit nicely in a file at the back of the drawer. I am data, statistics, a series of meaningless information – I am not an entity, but, rather, a percentage. Now, cast aside your label makers and your pens; today, my flesh should remain unmarked! For I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am.
[insert name here] wishes to remain anonymous.