Freedom Summer and the unfinished work of the civil rights movement

Often when I imagine you,
your wholeness cascades into many shapes.
You run like a herd of luminous deer,
and I am dark;
I am forest.
Rainer Maria Rilke (via otherworldliness)
(via Olvidados en la tormenta | VICE México)
People keep coming, telling me: ‘I’m afraid for me and my children. I need to go.
A nice viz by theeconomist using PRIO data (and yeah, civilian deaths are left out of this picture).

A nice viz by theeconomist using PRIO data (and yeah, civilian deaths are left out of this picture).