Because of the internal voice that made a home in my headspace, for almost all of my life, kept saying, “How can you say that?! Don’t be bastos!!”(more…)
Tag: black lives matter
Well, I managed to go out several times this month–strictly errands-only–and what I have observed is that being a homebody is the most comfortable form of existence for me…
Of course, that statement underlies privilege.(more…)
How do you grieve for other people who are different from you?
How do you grieve for other people who are similar to you?
How do you grieve for other people who are eternally grieving for their own people?
How do you explain your grief to other people who may not understand why you should grieve for other people? (more…)