NewBlackNarrative — VolumeOne
Death is inescapable and incomprehensible. It sneaks up and wraps us into an unbearable bear hug and grief, haze, and misunderstanding. Over time, the disaster fades and the burning flame of sadness dulls to a flicker. This flame, however, can engulf to full staff at a moment’s trigger — at a bar, during a park walk, or a family-centric television commercial.
Murder is different. We can work to cope with strokes and Diabetes, but there is no reconciliation or understanding for a 20-year-young Black man to murder a 22-year-young Black woman.