I have shed more than a gallon of tears since November 9, 2016. Most of those tears were a manifestation of grief with a solid dose of fury. These last few days also found me in tears as I struggled with impending election results. I took a long walk the day after the election … [Read more...] about A New Day
Dear Election Volunteers
Dear Volunteers, This is my love letter to you. You're the fuel that keeps the engine of democracy moving forward. I see you... Phone banking Texting Canvassing Writing postcards Setting up signs Making posters Collating materials Stocking snacks Snapping … [Read more...] about Dear Election Volunteers
I am an immigrant.
I am an immigrant. It was serendipitous that I was in a meeting with a recent immigrant when I was thinking about just what to say about my own immigrant experience in this sponsored post I’m writing in partnership with MomsRising (Spanish site is here). I can’t quite say it … [Read more...] about I am an immigrant.
America is Still Burning.
To my sons, Bird and Deal, America is still burning. Do not look away. In less than a week's time we lost a Supreme Court Justice and our sense of justice. We are ruth-less in a world without Ruth Bader Ginsburg and we are ruthless in a world that took Breonna Taylor's … [Read more...] about America is Still Burning.
Rest for the Weary
Last night, I dreamed of police brutality. It is a thing of nightmares, really. For the better part of 15 years I have been a restless sleeper. A good night amounts to five or six hours of sleep, which might explain a lot now that you know this. I used to awaken just to ensure … [Read more...] about Rest for the Weary
Happy 17th Birthday, Bird!
My son is a fierce protector of the proletariat. His brain works in ways I cannot comprehend, and it's no secret he's always six steps ahead of me. To be honest, half the time I nod my head and pretend to know what he's talking about. He is deep. He poses questions that … [Read more...] about Happy 17th Birthday, Bird!
On the Eve of the First Day of School – 2020 Edition
Dear Bird and Deal, I usually write you a letter before the beginning of the school year to tell you what I hope the year ahead holds for you. My feelings are more complex and jumbled this year. Even as a writer, I struggle to put words to my emotions. I can’t quite name what … [Read more...] about On the Eve of the First Day of School – 2020 Edition