Last summer after Mike Brown was shot, I did not write about it. After writing about Trayvon Martin here, here, and here (oh, and here), I felt guilty for not giving Mike Brown’s death words–my form of an offering–but I felt frozen. I had watched the YouTube video of Eric Garner (which is beyond horrible, … Continue reading
I finally saw The Hunger Games film on Sunday night in a packed movie theater at the Brooklyn Academy of Music. I felt like I was the last person to see the movie, but as I squeezed between a kind man who was a heavy breather and a large woman who was not thrilled that … Continue reading
When I first learned of the tragedy that happened on February 26, in Sanford, Florida, when Trayvon Martin was killed by George Zimmerman and the catalog of unfathomable events that have unraveled since then, I was shocked, hurt, and felt an ache in my chest cavity as a mother. Even though my son is a … Continue reading
