KENDI: On Keyon Harrold Jr. and the Presumption of Sticky-Fingered Black Kids

I’ve never stolen anything in my life, well...not really.

I’ve stolen my older sister’s clothes and makeup. I’ve stolen cookies fresh off the pan even though my mom told me to wait until they cooled. I’ve stolen pieces of gum from my dad’s nightstand because he always has that orange tropical flavor I like so much.

But when it comes to the type of stealin…