Because white men can’t police their imaginations, black men are dying. — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
For instance, if you're a black guy and you got pulled over, and you didn't know that any other black men were… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
We are invested in being together. In having friends. In joining our lives. And yet these are the people who also fail… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
For me her image, the triptych, became a study of the weight the black male figure carries, given the fact that they… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
People expect black women to be angry, irrationally so, without reason. They think we are animals and we go around like the… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
I was at Yale and I said to the poet Elizabeth Alexander, "I'm interested in the ways in which black health seems… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
I think that one of the positions we have taken around the question of race, is that we already know. We know.… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
I always took note of them, because I think if you're in the black or brown body, you're negotiating them all the… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
I think of the described dynamics as a fluid negotiation. I don't think these specific interactions can happen to the black or… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
I don't know about forgiving, but it's an "I'm still here." And it's not just because I have nowhere else to go. It's because… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
So you're just moving along and suddenly you get this moment that breaks your ability to continue, and yet you continue. I wanted those… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
“because white men can't police their imagination black people are dying” — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
Whereas if you were writing an op-ed piece or an essay, somebody would be asking, "What's your point?" With poetry you can stay in… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
Because white men can’t police their imaginations, black men are dying. — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
I asked a lot of friends and people I'd meet, "Can you tell me a story of a micro-aggression that happened to you in… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
“The past is a life sentence, a blunt instrument aimed at tomorrow.” — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
The subject who speaks is situated in relation to the other. This privilege of the other ceases to be incomprehensible once we admit that… — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
Where is the safest place when that place / must be someplace other than in the body? — Claudia Rankine Copy Share Image
