Trayvon Martin, 15-17 (undated)
I’m trying to follow the case against George Zimmerman, accused of the murder of Trayvon Martin.
Trying still to skip around the stone in my throat, even though it feels like I may never not be tripping over such stones everytime I revisit this case. Or the case of Oscar Grant, hell, Sean Bell, Emmett Till, Aiyana Jones, place the name of a young black man you know here.
This poem appeared on UtR shortly after Trayvon’s death. I removed it so that it could find a wider audience in the Stand Our Ground anthology. I’ve wanted to write more, but I keep coming back here, same stone, which makes the title all the more fitting, eh? This is all, so, ughhhhh. Bleh. Yes, that. And this:
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