In the picture his mother points to while standing on a ladder held steady by the crowd, he looks like … someone. He looks like someone young enough for his murder to disrupt the national news. Someone whose death could not possibly go unanswered. And because we’re here, it won’t. Today the rules don’t apply and the street belongs to him because we weren’t dissuaded by the photo circulated on the TV screens. We don’t think his low-slung jeans and shirtless brown skin cancel out his right to jaywalk without a death sentence. We don’t think there is one kind of Black boy worthy of life, or that
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