not even as big as the other kids
but still a threat to someone...
i can't say i'm trying to make sense of the incident.
i know why it makes "sense".
if i'm trying to make sense of anything,
it's why we've come this far
to learn so little.
i've spent so much time
trying to get the black men in my presence to relax
even when i know why they can't.
stories like this unravel all my weaving.
i suppose we can only do
what we can
where we can.
hope for the best.