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On Grief

Kaitlyn B. Jones

As the sun rises, I am still in mourning.


Leaning in,

Asking questions,

Expecting

Yearning

Begging

for answers.


To be Black is to know fear.

To be Black is to be feared.

To be Black is feared.


The living are choking too.

On grief.


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