my brother, septembersix, it marks two years since i last heard his voice, his laugh, two years sinceelt whole. because on september six, it will be two years since amber geiger shot my brother through his heart. died while sitting at his home eating ice cream and watching football. he was minding his own business. since then, i have been on a mission to seek reform to the severely broken justice system because both of them would still be alive today. instead, we are nine days away from the second anniversary of his murder. two years of saying his name and antoine rose's name. ten years of seeking justice for dj henry, four yea rs of seeking justice for dj henry, four years of saying terrence‘s name, saying chantel years of saying terrence‘s name, saying cha ntel davis, years of saying terrence‘s name, saying chantel davis, delran small, sandra bland, tatiana jefferson and so sandra bland, tatiana jefferson and so many others. i am tired of learning new names, adding new hashtags to an already long list of victims of police terror. we cannot allow our brothers and sisters to only be r