In Memory of My Stepson
In memory of my stepson, who was murdered at 19 by his college roommate, the one the Press showed grinning for the camera, the one who remains UNtried. The coroner boxed him up, the victim – without permission, a signature of gross neglect — before the family even had a chance to say goodbye. This is your System.
I was reminded not to say the vicious word today. The way he was killed. The butchering. The Press slander and all that goes with the state that treated you, your family, your friends, all without regard. They say an A-student, without class, in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, does not qualify for the death penalty.
Disenfranchisement is your System. I say his name each time I remember this.
My mind has come to know the pain I feel each day the courts delay, remind us all: My stepson had no place in Penn. No student has a place in Penn.