Take 5 minutes out of your morning/night to educate yourself on this young man LL. The brother was LYNCHED. “Crackertown”, North Carolina. Been gone since the morning of Aug. 29th. Day of his first football game of his senior year. All that hard work in the summer for nothin’. #JusticeForLennonLacy
This needs more light..
A little more information, 17-year-old Lennon Lacy was found hanging from a swingset on August 29th and cause of death was identified as asphyxia due to hanging. Police are calling it a suicide - as in no foul play involved. HOWEVER, Lacy’s mother, while looking at her dead son in the body bag, noticed a lump on his head that she hadn’t seen the day before. It was not noted in the autopsy. He was also found wearing different shoes, not the size 12 gray and neon green Jordan’s he bought a few days before, but a pair of 10.5 white sneakers with the laces removed that his family did not recognize.
Lacy was also in a relationship with a 31-year-old white woman. They were forced to lie about their relationship because in the small North Carolina town of Bladenboro, where 86 Black people were lynched between 1882 and 1968, an interracial relationship between a 17-year-old and 31-year-old caused some “tension”. Lacy’s neighbors were instructed by police to take down a confederate flag and sign that read “N*****s Keep Out’.
Just days after Lacy’s funeral, his grave was desecrated, taking the flowers 40 feet away from his burial site and digging a hole in the plot.
Keep doing research. Keep spreading the word. Don’t forget him. #JusticeForLennonLacy
Andrew Jackson Jihad - Distance (x)
Weirdly enough I think of this lyric daily
Marla Strange is playing in Austin tomorrow at The Annex! If you’re in the area, come hang out!
sexy inexplicable melancholy
I think the time is ripe to reblog this.
My Language, My Choice
Pacific Lutheran University
Words can hurt.
Understand your impact.
"And my happiest memory? The night I came to live with you, of course. I remember how your skin smelled as the rind of a watermelon, like the fields after it has rained. I wanted my life to begin there, at the moment I balanced that thin boy’s body of yours on mine, as if you were made of balsa, as if you were boat and I river."
Sandra Cisneros, from “Eyes of Zapata,” Woman Hollering Creek (via lifeinpoetry)