Written in Response To Visiting the Ridgely Plantation

By Geri

I know I can’t grasp the fullness of what happened here. Even as I live and breathe on stolen land, I will never understand the depth of what was done. Never could. Never will. 

I cannot change history and I cannot dismiss it. All I can do is be proud that I stroll on the same land where slaves used to suffer, and own the same land they used to tend. 

 
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Geri

MD

17 years old

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