My love, I wonder if you liked looking at dark houses from the sidewalk in the middle of the night like I do, if you delighted in whispering lullabies to the people sleeping silently inside.
I wonder if you had ever felt your heart explode before that moment, overwhelmed with love or joy or hope.
I wonder if you smelled the musk of the dusk dewed grass before you took your last and gasping breath.
I hope you know your momma loved you.
I hope you know your daddy loved you.
I hope you know your brother loved you.
I hope you see all of the people crying,
all of the people who still only see skin as skin,
all of the people with voices like arrows.
I hope you are truly now tasting the rainbow, swimming in the rainbow, swallowing the rainbow whole.
I hope you lay up in the sky,
in rest,
in peace.
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 12:43 AM UTC
My love, I wonder if you liked looking at dark houses from the sidewalk in the middle of the night like I do, if you delighted in whispering lullabies to the people sleeping silently inside.
I wonder if you had ever felt your heart explode before that moment, overwhelmed with love or joy or hope.
I wonder if you smelled the musk of the dusk dewed grass before you took your last and gasping breath.
I hope you know your momma loved you.
I hope you know your daddy loved you.
I hope you know your brother loved you.
I hope you see all of the people crying,
all of the people who still only see skin as skin,
all of the people with voices like arrows.
I hope you are truly now tasting the rainbow, swimming in the rainbow, swallowing the rainbow whole.
I hope you lay up in the sky,
in rest,
in peace.
To Trayvon.
