On the Beat of Black Lives and Bloodshed – The New York Times



The exhausting dance between black death and black scribe is journalism and catharsis.

“She just lost her life for nothing,” the woman told me, cradling a heavy gold urn filled with her daughter’s ashes. “I take her with me everywhere I go, because before she was killed we spent every minute together. I’m going to keep carrying her with me until her death makes sense.”

As that mother waits for closure, the bodies of the 90 or so people who are killed each day by guns in this country will continue to pile up. Whether we’re carrying them in an urn or not, the burden of their weight belongs to all of us.

Beautiful work, by one of our most gifted writers. /wr

Source: On the Beat of Black Lives and Bloodshed – The New York Times

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