"The America We Wear" Framed Print
"The America We Wear" Framed Print
from $60.00
Today on the Fourth,
I am not waving the flag like a clean thing.
I am holding it like a shirt pulled from the river,
wrung out by mothers outside the Whipple building,
by aunties with thermoses,
by my boys who had to learn the vocabulary of riot gear
before they learned anything about girls.
I am celebrating the America that Minneapolis wore this winter.
You can keep the America that combs its hair for the cameras.
The brass-band America whose anthem just got botox.
You can cheer for the textbook eagle that poses over a field of erased bones.
But as for me and my house, we are celebrating the America
that stood in the cold and would not stop saying “human.”
The America with Lake Street salt crusted on the hem of its jeans.
The America with chapped hands passing out cold coffee in paper cups.
The America with a Haitian grandma holding her blanket closed
like she was protecting the last ember from the first fire God ever made.
I am celebrating the neighbors who became doors.
The bodies who became bridges.
The people who stared at the empire with its paperwork face
and said No.
Not here. Not this mother. Not this child.
Not while there is soup in the church basement.
Not while Minneapolis still has enough breath
to fog up the glass between cruelty and the beloved.
I am honoring the America that gets kept from the postage stamps:
Somali mothers wearing winter like a second migration.
Mexican fathers holding their babies names in their mouths like candles.
Black elders who hear the old machine revving up before it even starts.
White neighbors learning that solidarity left to a sign is not solidarity at all.
That’s why I bought fireworks and will light up the sky in colors tonight.
Not for the empire that asks for papers.
But for the love that asks if the kids have eaten.
*Every purchase helps support "Stand With Minnesota" and community mutual aid across the Twin Cities. Thank you for being in our collective corner.
Make a statement in any room with this framed poster, printed on thick matte paper. The matte black frame that's made from wood from renewable forests adds an extra touch of class.
• Ayous wood .75″ (1.9 cm) thick frame from renewable forests
• Paper thickness: 10.3 mil (0.26 mm)
• Paper weight: 189 g/m²
• Lightweight
• Acrylite front protector
• Hanging hardware included
• Blank product components in the US sourced from Japan and the US
• Blank product components in the EU sourced from Japan and Latvia
How to attach hooks on 24″ × 36″ horizontal frames:
Place each of the mounting hooks 1 inch (2.5 cm) from frame corners when hanging horizontally.
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
I am holding it like a shirt pulled from the river,
wrung out by mothers outside the Whipple building,
by aunties with thermoses,
by my boys who had to learn the vocabulary of riot gear
before they learned anything about girls.
I am celebrating the America that Minneapolis wore this winter.
You can keep the America that combs its hair for the cameras.
The brass-band America whose anthem just got botox.
You can cheer for the textbook eagle that poses over a field of erased bones.
But as for me and my house, we are celebrating the America
that stood in the cold and would not stop saying “human.”
The America with Lake Street salt crusted on the hem of its jeans.
The America with chapped hands passing out cold coffee in paper cups.
The America with a Haitian grandma holding her blanket closed
like she was protecting the last ember from the first fire God ever made.
I am celebrating the neighbors who became doors.
The bodies who became bridges.
The people who stared at the empire with its paperwork face
and said No.
Not here. Not this mother. Not this child.
Not while there is soup in the church basement.
Not while Minneapolis still has enough breath
to fog up the glass between cruelty and the beloved.
I am honoring the America that gets kept from the postage stamps:
Somali mothers wearing winter like a second migration.
Mexican fathers holding their babies names in their mouths like candles.
Black elders who hear the old machine revving up before it even starts.
White neighbors learning that solidarity left to a sign is not solidarity at all.
That’s why I bought fireworks and will light up the sky in colors tonight.
Not for the empire that asks for papers.
But for the love that asks if the kids have eaten.
*Every purchase helps support "Stand With Minnesota" and community mutual aid across the Twin Cities. Thank you for being in our collective corner.
Make a statement in any room with this framed poster, printed on thick matte paper. The matte black frame that's made from wood from renewable forests adds an extra touch of class.
• Ayous wood .75″ (1.9 cm) thick frame from renewable forests
• Paper thickness: 10.3 mil (0.26 mm)
• Paper weight: 189 g/m²
• Lightweight
• Acrylite front protector
• Hanging hardware included
• Blank product components in the US sourced from Japan and the US
• Blank product components in the EU sourced from Japan and Latvia
How to attach hooks on 24″ × 36″ horizontal frames:
Place each of the mounting hooks 1 inch (2.5 cm) from frame corners when hanging horizontally.
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
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