Split or Whole?

for all the missing pieces a Black boy deserves to complete his puzzle

Mama rented a California apartment
	where walls shouted

for light to shoot
	the breeze for a while. My room filled

with angels: a subtle knock 
on the door, man dressed in white

his bald, chocolate head shielded from the heat
	with a matching Kango—the coconut

kind. Stuck out his nighted hand	tore off
	the white popsicle wrapper 	inside, slim & shad…