MY BLOCK LOOKS LIKE

A Black child’s ode to the Bronx.

The protagonist, who has golden-brown skin and an expansive curly Afro and wears green camo shorts over black leggings, strolls through a city neighborhood, observing all that unfolds. The sounds and rhythms of hip-hop permeate this tuneful narrative as the protagonist plays in the spray of a fire hydrant, shops at a favorite bodega, eats an Icee from a street vendor, and praises the “aerosol masterpieces” (graffiti) that grace the walls of nearby buildings. Equally comfortable on the basketball court and the dance stage, the young narrator stays in perpetual motion, striding, gliding, and bouncing through the city. When the media reports on the Bronx or when people get a “bird’s-eye view” of the “concrete jungle,” only the negatives surface, but this child sees the community’s cultural wealth. By focusing on the child’s active engagement with the neighborhood, Morrison portrays the protagonist’s excitement for this space and its people in his graffiti-style art. The artist’s careful attention to detail and the shifting visual perspectives in action scenes bring Harper’s musical text to life. The narrator argues convincingly for the Bronx as “the coolest place I’ve ever been,” where “dreams rise higher than the smog” and neighbors “sparkle under streetlamps.”

A culturally rich and beautifully illustrated child’s-eye view of home.