He Looks Like My Father

Abstract

Social media has kept us connected in many ways but for Black adults, it can be a harrowing reminder of the treatment of Black bodies. This poem was crafted from focus group data on a study of the effects of vicarious racism on the mental health of Black adults in the wake of George Floyd’s death in 2020. This poem uses elements of found poetry and incorporates texts from the narrative (re)telling of Black adults’ emotional impact of seeing racially and police-involved killings of Black men. Participants expressed feelings of anger, powerlessness, and sadness and how watching these videos has led to avoidance behavior for the sake of coping. In this poem titled “He Looks like My Father,” the participant shares a memory of the last video that they watched on social media in 2014 and why they continue to avoid this type of content. It’s traumatizing. It is important to fully reflect on these stories as Black Americans struggle with staying informed and preserving their mental health while being inundated by a continuous feedback loop of Black death. The elements of this poem incorporate repetition and the bolded words are verbatim text from the participant transcript. I acknowledge that my positionality being a Black American woman, with a Black father, and having shared the embodied experience of witnessing Black death via social media influenced the meaning of this poem. As we continue to see a focus on naming racism as a public health threat, this form of vicarious racism is salient and should be explored as health professionals dig deeper into understanding the many ways racism permeates the lives of Black, is a daily stressor, and is a social determinant of mental health equity. These are the narratives from muted lips to unveil your eyes. To view the original version of this poem, see the supplemental material section of this article online.