Some We Do Not

Some problems we share as women, some we do not. You [white women] fear your children will grow up to join the patriarchy and testify against you; we fear our children will be dragged from a car and shot down in the street, and you will turn your backs on the reasons they are dying. – Audre Lorde

We have stared into this ocean
Until it grew legs, feet and walked
Obstinately into the riotous nights
Of New Jersey in the summer.
These shorelines have given us
Maps, boundaries that conflate
Home with patriotism. I pick sand
From my toes and wonder what god
Thinks of toy guns and ammo, of
Real guns and racism. Waves crash
Like broken hearts on city shores,
Exfoliating political tongues and sense
Of self. I call myself these terms and
They carry power, privilege that I
Cannot confer onto others and that
Is besides the point. The point is
That sometimes I think we are
Hopeless and savage in the face of
Our own humanity, but perhaps the
Waters are choppy. Perhaps we have
Passed the calm, and the storm is here
So we only have to wait until the sun
Rises again and we can see.

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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