a reflection.

To be Black and queer is to be angry…

Angry at the continued massacre of your Black family at the hands of White supremacists and their system of racist oppression…

 Angry at the continued massacre of your queer family at the hands of homophobic mysogonists and their system of patriarchal oppression…

Angry at the continued alienation of your Black family by the race-based exclusionary tactics of White queer organizations that render your identity and your issues invisible…

Angry at the continued alienation of your queer family by the religious-based exclusionary tactics of Black churches that consider your identity and your soul to be damned…

Angry that your sacred and holy spaces within the Black community are targets for racist hate and destruction…

Angry that your sacred and holy spaces within the Black community target you with spiritual hate and destruction…

Angry that sacred and safe spaces within the queer community do not target you at all because they are often not sacred or safe spaces for non-White queer people…

Angry that the system that will shoot on sight a nonviolent Black man is the same system that will peacefully arrest and feed a confessed White murderer…

Angry that the organizations that aggressively fought for marriage equality are the same organizations that passively ignore racial inequality.

Yes, to be Black and queer is to be angry, angry that your identity and sense of Self seems to never be honored as a whole, but is constantly fractured and divided and attacked piece by piece.

Yet to be angry is to feel, to not be numb to reality even at its harsher moments. So if you can feel angry at the way things are, you can also feel hope for the way things can change and determination to make that change. Because in anger can be found power…power to stand up, power to stand against, and power to move forward.

So yes, to be Black and queer is to be angry. But to be Black and queer is also to be strong. Never forget your power.