Amber Arnold
Dear white people
‘I am asking you to protect black and brown children, I am asking you to protect our black men, I am asking you to protect our black and brown bodies, the same way you protect your own children’
Dear white people,
I am a black mother.
‘I want you to hear me. I want us to heal.’
An ode to the death of white supremacy and a call to liberatory politics in Windham County
Can you hear the {enspace}h{enspace}u{enspace}m{enspace} of my ancestors when my voice shakes as I speak in the room that wasn't designed for me? Can you hear the {enspace}h{enspace}u{enspace}m{enspace} of my ancestors on transatlantic slave ships rocking together in unison, calming their bodies, and defying all odds? Can you hear...