Tag: Trump

Not Normal

I dreamt last night that I watched a mushroom cloud rise up above my city. This is the type of dream I would have had in elementary school, when we were taught to hide under our small wooden desks — the kind with a lid and a compartment underneath which

Little Sister

  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

My Resistance Privilege

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?

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