Today Was My 26th Birthday..And On This 90 Degree Day, I Had The Deepest Chills…

I watched a man get murdered.


Had just finished having a small celebration in the office with my coworkers for my special day. Dessert goodies, a few extra moments off from work.. an overall decent day. I had seen Alton’s face in the paper that I hastily stuffed into my bag as I ran to catch the train this morning, forgotten in the hustle and bustle of the day.

I was eating birthday cake.. and scrolling through my news feed during these spare free moments, when I ran across a video that auto-played upon scrolling. I absentmindedly clicked it, just in time to see him tackled to the ground.. Just in time to hear the gunshots. The screaming.

As the day progressed, my timeline warped into a funeral song. The prayers and tears of those affected dripping down the pages. The anger, the confusion plastered over so many people’s walls, while the same anger and confusion hung murals the size of burial grounds on my soul.


We are dying.


We are complying, and dying. We are resisting, and dying. Damned if we do, damned if we don’t.


I turned 26 today. On one of the hottest days of the summer so far… and I was chilled to my bones.


…But there’s a fire burning.


A fire that won’t easily be put out.