What They Were Told—Detroit 1967

I felt it before I was born, felt my father’s pulsing prayer. “Not another girl, not another girl, please Jesus, not another girl.” I tried to rearrange myself in the womb; acrid blood filling every open spot—nose, mouth, ears. I was not an easy sleeper down there, so I heard everything. I grabbed at my … Continue reading What They Were Told—Detroit 1967