There is a reason archaeologists study graves to identify a culture's social structure and inequities. Where and how our bodies go when we die often tells us about how we lived. Bones don't lie.
Jamar Clark's grave is in Minneapolis, just a few miles from where he was shot and killed after a 61-second encounter with Minneapolis police. It is marked by a rectangle of dirt, tamped down and waiting for a spring seeding. There is still no stone or marker, so a groundskeeper had to bring me to the site using a map. Lot 25. Section 155. Grave 5.
"Jamar Clark?" he asked.
A few hours after Hennepin County Attorney Mike Freeman announced that he would not charge the two police officers involved in the altercation, Clark's grave gave no indication of a young man whose death exposed yet again the deep divide in the city.
There were no flowers, no footprints in the wet grass.
Yet downtown, hundreds of demonstrators chanted his name in unison.
Jamar!
Clark!