February 26, 2020
When the streets are stained sea blue, they are graven in time
When the streets are stained sea blue, they are graven in time
“In the smoke, they forget their bare feet / as they see their faces more clearly than ever… No trial can strike down / their small and fragile umbrellas.”
Ferguson and readings on anti-black racism, Asian Americans, and complicity
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