“I keep wondering why a black woman’s death alone can’t begin the revolution/ whether the sweet smoke rising to the heavens across this nation is offering enough/” DeathPoetryRevolutionPoemBlack WomenAfrican AmericansBlacksAfrican American WomenBreonna Taylor Author:Amy M. Alvarez
“I read about Ahmaud, I said. I read about Breonna. I don’t say, but I thought it: I know their beloveds’ wail. I know their beloveds’ wail. I know their beloveds wander their pandemic rooms, pass through their sudden ghosts. I know their loss burns their beloveds’ throats like acid. Their families will speak, I thought. Ask for justice. And no one will answer, I thought. I know this story: Trayvon, Tamir, Sandra. Cuz, I said, I think you told me this story before. I think I wrote it.” RacismPoliceBlack Lives MatterPolice BrutalityGeorge FloydBreonna TaylorAhmaud Arbery Author:Jesmyn Ward