White woman tears

My body is here to relieve tension. Look at me and imagine. Watch me sob and feel something. Tell me your troubles, I am trust. Returned to a natural state, you can feel like fucking again.

My body is here to be your judge. Look at me as you violate, wait for me to say no so you need not hold the boundary. I am your consciousness. Elevate me for my integrity. Hold me so high I am no longer human. Knock me down in vengeance.

My body is here to cry. Busy with your reputation, I will be the humanity. Use my tears to shut up the other voices. Name my sorrows, give me medicines for them. And when the rage is finally revealed, tell me I’m not being fair.

You monolithic you. I have faith in the humans beneath. But today it is small.

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Sources and reading

Sam Jay — on the power of white woman tears (5:30)

Robin DiAngelo — white fragility

Ta-Nehisi Coates and Kiese Laymon — in their use of the word ‘bodies’