This is a probable/improbable tale of how the deck is stacked against Black Americans. Probable in that the America Tracy Beaumont lives in locked up her dad and is coming for her brother. Improbable in her relentless tenacity in fighting for their lives.

Despite the content being completely in line with my interests, I didn't love This Is My America as much as I expected to. Maybe Tracy was too perfect, as were her fellow saviors. Maybe I wasn't all that into the love triangle or the white person who finally saw the light. Idk. You read it and let me know what you think!