I Am The Interruption

Breaking Generational Trauma

Recently, I re-connected with my baby cousin. She, like me, were the only ones in our large family who could see the generational trauma flowing through the veins of our uncles, aunts, parents, and my siblings. We took the brunt of a lot of the madness. I wrote this poem when I began deconstructing from the white supremacy that plagued my upbringing. Le…