which lives matter?

I don’t know how to start writing about race, race relations, and how to deal with the anger and hurt and fear- and complicity- that lives inside me. It isn’t that I don’t know how to talk about it- it’s that my conversations are with those who have known and lived and experienced similar slights,…

a luta continua.

It’s been a rough week and a bit for the world: so much tragedy and anger and hurt and senselessness. Even Mandela Day couldn’t usher in enough hope for all of us. A lot of it has hit close to home: one. two.¬†and it feels like a personal blow. You worry about your movements and…

regression

i am a little bit broken today and i am not sure how long it will take for my heart to be little less shattered and my soul to feel a little less wounded because today has been a slap in the face reverberating across the indian ocean and into my world and echoing, echoing,…