I buried my friends in childhoodand I was never free to mourn. There was always school,and homework,dishes that needed washing,and a beating I had earned. There is no space to grieve loss,when it is never ending,when you are slowly being killed. So I mourn now.Because I’m safer as an adultthan I ever was as a [...]
For the Love and Liberation of Black Childhood
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