RIP Chukwuemeka Akachi
A young man has let go
and I am angry.
I am angry because a young man
has let go.
Because it continues not to seem possible.
Because this path we pursue pins us in dark corners
thinking ourselves into traps that we can’t escape.
Because life support is expensive
and alchemy is still beyond our reach.
Because the revolution will not be televised
but the bodies will be known.
Because his letting go has caused me to question
my own clinging.
Because I told them I was going looking
but I had no idea what I would find.