Seen at the George Floyd Memorial:
A couple holding hands. White girl, black guy. Both young. She's almost in tears. Clutching his hand for dear life. Overwhelmed by the emotion of the moment and the place and the mourning of what's been lost and the celebration of blackness. (1/

His face is another story. This isn't new or overwhelming to him. This is just a late August day. This is what he's been living with his entire life. This is the weight she's just starting to REALLY understand only now. (2/3ish)

White people, we can't truly feel it. We can't truly grasp it. And we've all got so much more work to do. Because this is just a late August day.