I’ve been trying to write what I feel about the case of Sandra Bland and in all honesty, I’m just exhausted. And mute.
There really are no words. (actually, there are a lot of words, but none of them are really appropriate for me to say until I am no longer pissed-off instead of just angry)
So…..if I die in police custody….there are 3 things I ask for….
1. Please make sure that my parents are ok–physically. And make sure they stay that way.
2. Stop Rosemary from killing somebody.
3. Know that whatever the police tell you about my mental state, it is only going to be part of the story. There is no way I would give law enforcement the satisfaction of taking my own life with them anywhere near around me.
Langston Hughes asked the question, “what happens to a dream deferred?” With all that’s happened in the past year, maybe the question be, “was there ever a dream?”