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Freedom has no limits. It has no walls. Its the ability to remove yourself from the world & live the life you imagine. |
Queen Afua
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Look at the clothes. More than likely some of the people in this pic are still alive. they’re your grandparents, parents, cousins, uncles, & aunts. And they’re smiling at the death of a black man. They’re proud of this murder. That’s the history of whiteness in America. Our deaths were a reason to celebrate.
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Unlike the beautiful 6-year old Jonbenett Ramsey who received coverage all over the media - every tabloid, newspaper, news channel, talk show, 7-year old Aiyana Stanley was killed by a police officer during a raid while she was sleep and her murder received very little coverage.
Police, searching for a murder suspect, threw a flash grenade through the window of her family’s apartment around midnight. According to Aiyana’s father, it landed on the couch, setting Aiyana on fire. A police officer’s gun then went off, and shot Aiyana in the neck.
Aiyana was asleep on the living room sofa in her family’s apartment when Detroit police, searching for a homicide suspect, burst in and an officer’s gun went off, fatally striking the girl in the neck, family members said.
Her father, 25-year-old Charles Jones, told The Detroit News he had just gone to bed early Sunday after covering his daughter with her favorite blanket when he heard a flash grenade followed by a gunshot. When he rushed into the living room, he said, police forced him to lie on the ground, with his face in his daughter’s blood.
“I’ll never be the same. That’s my only daughter,” Jones told.
We haven’t forgotten about you baby. R.I.P.
Fuck the police.
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I refuse to put the burden of my doubt on anyone but God. I’m just going lay it at his feet, thank him for the blessings that he’s bestowed upon me and keep it pushing. I couldn’t be more uncomfortable at this very moment, lump in my throat, heart beating fast. Blessing are about to break through. So I keep pushing. That thought alone keeps me ground & faith nothing last forever. Its like putting coal over fire, turning it all the way up and coming out with diamonds. Or like making tea. The longer you leave the tea bag in the blowing water, the stronger your tea will be. Or like working out & pushing your self past the pain & fatigue because you know in the end the results will be great. This I’d the most comfortable I’ve become with uncomfortable. I’m going keep working on my end & let God handle the rest because faith without works is truly dead.
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today i found an unexpected email from a beautiful stranger named christine mehr. she created this short film to my poem ‘for women who are difficult to love’. the world is bulging with gentle stunning spirits. so grateful that they find me and share themselves. and in turn i share with you.
video - christine mehr
cello - zoe keating
poetry - warsan shire