The Baby-faced Rose of White Privilege

The Baby-faced Rose of White Privilege

by

Jon Presco

I chose to capture her image

because of how she looked

innocuous, vulnerable, innocent.

She was a church mouse

with a baby-face

She did not stand out.

I did not understand

that this is the face that launched a thousand ships

There are tanks, battleships, jets,

squad cars, courts of law, and SWAT teams

ready to defend her on a moments notice.

Even predictors leave her alone.

She is an untouchable.

She is the epitome of White Privilege

and tells me so.

I didn’t quite get what that meant

until I heard her say it

She brought tears to my eyes

after I watched the video of her I took.

I saw her as the cutest baby you ever saw.

I saw her as a pre-teen shopping at the mall

with her best friends and parents credit card.

I saw her…