On the Fullness of the Human Condition

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I’ve been trying to write lately. The words haven’t really been coming in the same way they used to. Seeing all the terrifying things that are happening right now in the world has been changing me. I only have strange poems. I only have broken sentences. I only have a deep longing for liberation and freedom.

I’ve been in this place before at a younger time in my life. When the Black Lives Matter…