lee street avengers

this evening, i heard a small scream, which billowed into massive screams, coming in waves, the way people scream for their lives. i ran outside and my neighbors were halfway down the stairs trying to find where the screams were coming from.

he was next door, he was running past my neighbors, tucking the purse into his arm, he was cutting through the bushes. that’s him, that’s him, somebody stop him. my neighbors give chase as he jumps a fence, but i turn back to the screaming.

she’s there at the end of the driveway, tucked in the corner, blood pooled and staining everywhere, her car still running and playing music. i put my hand on her back, someone needed to touch her, saying you’re ok, you’re alive, thank god you can scream loud; wishing i knew more about stopping blood, slowing swelling. she was shock-calm, as someone gave her their t-shirt, and people brought ice, and people called police and ambulances, as four neighbors a street over wrestled him to the ground and held him, as they flagged down the police, as tons of cop cars and a firetruck and ambulance arrived, as she had to see him to identify him, as statements were taken.

she screamed, so she’s alive. we all ran out of the house and scared him into running, so she’s alive. i couldn’t understand how hands could do such damage, so it made sense when they said he had a construction hammer. she was hummingbird-small, barefoot and brave.

everyone stood around retelling the story for an hour, then we all went to our different gyms and pools and worked off the adrenaline. then we ordered pizza and watched the news coverage together. i’m left with all these thoughts:

what makes someone so desperate that they beat a woman with a hammer in broad daylight for a chance at her car, or her purse?

instincts are amazing. each of us did a different thing, the thing that made sense for us to do. together, as an unplanned team, we intervened.

there are so many dynamics – her tiny frame vs. his massive one, her whiteness vs. his blackness, her ability to fight back vs his ability to pummel her. the way that the whole community responded was where all those dynamics were challenged – smaller men chased him and caught him, folks from every background responded, tenderness came from every size and shape imaginable.

there’ve now been two violent robberies and two violent murders on this corner…how do we rebuild safety?

mostly, i wish for a restorative process now. i wish this was a peace zone, where we could catch him, comfort and heal her, and then get to the root issues that created today’s events. i wish she could stay in the comfort of her community while being treated, instead of hauled away alone in an ambulance. hearing people call for his beating, his punishment, just made me wish the community energy extended even further.

part of me is still shook. thank god for my neighbors, for my folk, and how we look out for each other.

Author: Adrienne

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Your uprising against the forces of darkness has got to do more than say "no." A fierce, primal yes should be at the heart of your crusade. (rob brezny, long ago)

3 thoughts on “lee street avengers”

  1. bless you dear one. and i join you in the call for restorative justice. as you said earlier tonight… this is an act bore from hunger (paraphrase). hungry people do desperate things. let us join together to address the hunger. let us collectively grow the ingredients that make the plaster that fills the gaps. let us accept nothing less than a community that takes care of one another and prevents starvation of some while others gorge. let it be so and let us begin right here on the block.

  2. Hey Love, what a beautiful way to retell the trauma that affects us all when violence happens. I’m sorry that this the reality for so many of our people, things are so bad that our young men resort to hurting others, not just hurting….brutalizing. It’s sad for me to see. Can you imagine how much they must be hurting to be so desensitized to the pain of hurting another person? This is the result of a model of capitalism that has left so many behind. I fear this is only the beginning. I pray for all of those who will experience the violence and I’m happy there are people like you who can bring calm to a situation, and transform it into something we can all learn from.

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