I am grateful for all the photographs of black boys and men that helped make up this project. I received a significant amount from parents, grandparents, aunties, uncles, cousins, and friends – essentially the village that helps to raise a child and is in turn devastated when a child’s life is taken and becomes the focus of a national debate.  For many people, the phrase “black lives matter” is political or controversial, but I hope this poem conveys that for many of us, it is personal.

With love,

Sheryl

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