Marnie Screams into the Void
99: Last Words
July 28, 2024, ninety-nine days until the election. Last words, "I am not the first person to list these to repeat them, but we should never stop hearing them." Why am I being apprehended? Sandra Bland. What did I do? Alton Sterling. What are you following me for? Trayvon Martin. I'm just going home, Walter Scott. I wasn't reaching for it. Philando Castile. I don't have a gun. Stop shooting, Michael Brown. Why did you shoot me, Breonna Taylor? I need a doctor, Freddie Gray. It's not real to mere rice. I don't want to die, Chantel Davis. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. Please stop. I'm just different. I'm just different. That's all. All I was doing, forgive me, all I was trying to do was become better. Elijah McLean. I can't breathe, Eric Garner. I can't breathe, Manuel Ellis. I can't breathe, George Floyd. I rebuke you in the name of Jesus, Sonia Massey. Sourced from mappingpoliceviolence.org, so far in 2024, 177 black people have been killed by police, 164 of them were under the age of 50. Rebuke killer cops. Stand up, fight back, say their names, breathe. Last night I attended the vigil in March for the life of Sonia Massey in Hollywood, California. She was murdered by cop on July 6th. She was 36 years old and a descendant of William K. Donnegan who was lynched by a white mob in the Springfield race riot of 1908. The following is a clip from the march. Black lives matter, queer lives matter, queer lives matter, trans lives matter. Say her name. Say her name. Say her name. Say her name. Say her name. Say her name. Say her name.