Breonna you don’t know my name but I know yours.

You don’t know my face but I know yours.

My tears join the ones your family shed to soften the soil you are buried in with the others who didn’t see justice on this side.

Soften the blow of the bullets

Soften the blow of the wait

Soften the blow of the verdict

Soften the blow of the pain

I’m sorry. I’m so sorry