Breaking Ground: visiting the Charleston shooting site

‘What are your bodies telling you we’re doing standing here in this parking lot?’

It was probably too bald a question to put to the two young African American women scholars standing beside me, but I had to ask it. My body was in trouble, my body was feeling bad, my body had shooting pains – imaginary bullets passing through its shoulder blades, belly, upper thigh, left hand, brain, ear, eye – my body felt hot. More