“Hashtags and tears. That seems to be all we can get for black lives these days.”
It was a hot Summer. Yea, I know every Summer is hot but the summer of my senior year was the hottest ever, and it didn’t have…… Read more “When They Saw Me: Stories of Police Injustice From My Adolescence, Part 4: “Tell or Go to Jail!””
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” has to be the single most asked question to kids in school. It’s a loaded question that…… Read more “When They Saw Me: Stories of Police Injustice from My Adolescence Part 3: “You Punks in a Gang?””
Kids like us are always being profiled for crime, and kids like us never get treated like kids. We aren’t afforded the opportunity to have our parents called before we are apprehended, or a lawyer present before we are interrogated. We don’t get the luxury to just hang out without the suspicion of doing something wrong. We are assumed to be up to no good just for being in certain spaces, even if we had the freedom and right to be there.
For almost two years my family has lived in a semi-rural city that, according to the most recent demographics, is 59% white, 22% Hispanic, and 11% Black.…… Read more “Our Kids Can’t Really Be Friends: How White Supremacy and Fragility Affect the Relationships of Children.”
I can count the moments on one hand where I have been liberated to grow deeper into a conscious understanding of who I am and my relationship…… Read more “Liberated to Get Out”