Six months after the murder of Michael Brown, I was living in Oakland. The immense tragedy, frustration, months of protests, and lack of accountability by cops had me feeling worn down. I could hear the nightly helicopters over my neighborhood during protests; I lived near the onramp to the Bay Bridge. The protests were inspiring but I rarely am one to get in the streets.

This card is a call to other forms of protest, for demanding change, for supporting those in the streets.

It isn’t the only card with this call either because cops are still killing Black folks and still getting more and more money to militarize against citizens.

Printed with polymer plates and manila French Paper in a Heidelberg Windmill.

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