I used to have a sister, although we’d never met.
She used to tell me that I was beautiful, and made me promise not to forget.
My sister was so cool, brown-skinned and sweet.
The whole world loved my sister!
They turned her name into a street.
My sister was for the cause, and we both had locs.
But I’ll never get to meet her; pronounced dead by a cop.
I wore black for a year straight, as some type of protest.
I just wanted the world to know that my sister was the dope-est!!
So whenever I’m given the chance, on any stage I stand:
I will #SayHerName
Rest in Peace Sandra Bland
We have the Jersey-southern swag of Jazzo meeting the visual work of the DMV’s hottest sculptor right now to honor our sister #SandraBland and the many other black women that are victims of state-sanctioned violence in America and around the world.
Featured Visual Artist —
A site regular is returning with another round of amazing sculptures. Murjoni was featured in our Sculptor Spotlight last month and continues to blaze through the art scene in the D.C., Maryland, Virginia area, as well as around the globe.
As a black woman artist from Maryland, Murjoni has found that the best way to create and talk about moments of black bodies is through art, especially claywork.
It is February 2021, Aquarius season yet again. We celebrated your birthday this year by remembering you. We always remember you. I hope that you are resting well and watching over your loved ones in peace. Let’s be honest. I don’t know what your personality was like. Cannot confirm your daily routine and habits. And I am unsure why life placed you in the position that it did. But I am aware that it could have been me. It could have been one of my aunts, or my mom, or my daughter… It could have been my sister.
Whatever reason found you in the crosshairs of American law enforcement, you deserved to be treated like a person. You were owed due process at minimum, but kindness and understanding in reality. You deserve to be alive. Breathing and being celebrated by the life that you brought on to this earth. And we can’t change that, sis. We can’t bring you back, nor can we join you where you are before our time is called. But we can remember. We always remember. Happy Birthday up there. We miss y’all. All of you…
More on Sandra Bland —
Curated By W. D. Herstun