Braving the Days: Black Memory by Jordannah Elizabeth

This is my space to write what comes to me. What comes to me are memories. 

But what’s most important to understand about the Black memory and the Black mind is that when a movement begins, our lives are not brought to a dramatic halt which immediately morphs into an all encompassing need to overthrow the system.

Unwanted advances, the loss of family members, social discord in our inner social circles, the need to eat, desire to rest and the dream of living a safe life all coincides with the explosion of a Black movement that is subject to military force and tactics that expose our vulnerabilities sometimes more than times of peace.

Nevertheless, the Black mind cannot be contained. The Black imagination can take us through dense and intriguing worlds and sensually constructed atmospheres that that coax and lure you into escaping the starkness of tangible reality.

I’ll make it clear what I am thinking about and what I am remembering, but this does not encapsulate the vastness of my effervescent Black being. My relationship with the synapses in my brain and the humming tone of my vocal cords create my speech and style of communication.

My subconscious tells me secrets of my past lives and sits in the crispness of the Universe’s grace that lives as a smooth layer below the chaos of my waking life.

Being Black is to be multi-revelatory. 

When a movement swells I swiftly become an international presence of pleading and my inner world is forgotten. 

Remember me.

Remember me while I am here and when I’m gone.

 

 

Jordannah Elizabeth is an author, journalist and the editor in chief of TERSE. Journal.

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