My office window looks out at the Statue of Liberty. On this day, the sun is out after being shrouded for weeks by clouds gifting snow and rain. The water and sky beam a gentle blue. Elliott Bay, the body of water at the base of lady liberty is perfectly calm and I have … Continue reading Little Sister
Dear Donald, One image hasn’t left my mind. It’s been over a year and yet it is lodged in my brain. March 1, 2016. Louisville, Kentucky. Shiya Nwanguma. In my mind’s eye, I can see this young lady, her face calm, proud, amid hysteria. How did she maintain her composure? Her arms at her sides, … Continue reading My Resistance Privilege
