Using words to provoke thinking, spread joy, and universalize our connectedness.

Most people can remember where they were when the twin towers were hit. I walked the halls of my high school, moving from one class to the next. I heard the shuffles of feet and book bags around me, but something was different.

There was this thick air of worry…

When my mother called that early in the morning, I knew something was wrong.

I had moved several hours away and she only called me if she needed something. She didn’t often call me for anything else, not even when family members were sick or hospitalized. …

It’s time we protect the POC community with our privileged bodies and and the resources they afford us.

As the face of another murdered person of color is spread around the internet, I can’t help but be appalled at the shock the white people are expressing.

I don’t know why…

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