What Atlanta Teaches Us about Intersectionality

In what kind of ball game
Does the man on the mound
Call the strikes?

You’re a woman strike one
You’re yellow strike two
You’re a masseuse which he assumes means whore – strike three

Three strikes and you’re out, out, out.

Oh, no, it wasn’t about misogyny – that’s just one strike
No, no, it wasn’t about race – that’s just one strike
Not about any perception of sex work – that’s just one strike

Three strikes and you’re out, out, out

But here’s the thing: the victims had no bats
didn’t know they were at the plate
didn’t know they were in the game

where the man on the mound is pitcher and umpire
jury and judge
lord high executioner
throwing hot lead.

Three strikes and you’re dead. Dead. Dead.

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