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This creative and conversational memoir style of blogging is embellished with photographs, sprightly texts, and gentle listening features. May these entries be as cathartic to read & to hear as they have been to conceive & to share. xo
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  These words from a community crushed, about a community perpetually devastated, were words then held by others sharing in the grief.   I was commissioned to do a sobering piece for my alma mater during their response to the killing of Micheal Brown and in the mourning of the countless Black Lives that have been taken because of the sin and injustices of our national, social, and cultural systems.  Part of my work in (re)purposing is the documentation of the materials I repurpose.  These are just some of the many written aches, soul-wrenching moans, and belly-cries for justice the CTS community offered Black Brother and Sisters, and the people of Indianapolis stood with.     I hear and read these same sentiments echoed for George Floyd and all the Sacred Black Bodies who have been senselessly murdered by our cruelty, brutality, and inaction.   If reading through grievances might help you to cope, on some level, these and other laments can be found on my project page.  To the Global Black Family: no spoken or written words, nor sharing in the grief --that us white people will never comprehend-- can ever be adequate penitence to You. May we listen to You, witness Your grief, fight for Your lives, & do what is right by You, personally and systemically.
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