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I just published Post-It Dreams https://link.medium.com/YNWhXe9X29
I have been thinking about the Post-it notes detail in Rukmini Callimachi's story on Breonna Taylor ever since it was published. https://www.nytimes.com/2020/08/30/us/breonna-taylor-police-killing.html
It is the kind of detail that haunts me. It took me a couple of weeks ago to get to the root of the haunting. Post-it notes are about actualizing, yes. They are also about *buy-in*. In the smallest ways, Breonna had bought into the entire ball of wax:
the metaphors of mobility, the aspirations, the social contract. Misanthropes and fatalists don't strategize futures with Post-it notes. Writing your life onto a Post-it is an oddly hopeful thing to do.
Her hope just sat in my stomach, still sits there. She looks like my cousins and like the girl-women who come to me at my mom's church wanting the scoop on college or student loans or some boy she is dragging behind her.
All of the ways that Black women buy-in and then struggle to map out the structure's weakest points, knowing intuitively that those weaknesses are our only hope for a little peace and happiness.
Those tiny structural weaknesses on tiny scraps of sticky paper haunt me because even that was too much for a Black woman to hope for.
