What If: On Black Lives and Mental Health
“What if Granny had grabbed a weapon to protect herself from the invisible people?”
Do I really have a choice? Are you okay?
the cops are your friends
Must you be so loud at one o’clock in the morning? Must the entire neighborhood hear our melodrama?
How are these doctors helping her,
I need to hurry up and get home,
Perhaps her Alzheimer’s just advanced suddenlyIt happens sometimesMaybe her body couldn’t metabolize all of her medications
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“If I’d stayed, I could have protected him. That’s what I believed. Maybe he believed that, too.”
Before I visited the Partition Museum, I had a sense that all the years of self-erasure could be undone if I just heard, watched, read enough. Now I’m beginning to rethink that strategy.