Ahmaud Arbery (1994–2020)

Everytime I see in the news of a Black person unjustly killed, my instant reactions are heartbreak and fear.
I think about my cousins in the South. Cousins who work in hospitals, work as security, work in IT. What could turn them into a statistic, a hashtag, a viral video.
I think about my uncles and stepdad who work at libraries, in prisons, and in social media.
I think about my days of walking my dog or going for a run in a majority white California neighborhood.