Love Letter
I’m not sure I’ve ever received a better love letter (though I’m happy to be proven wrong in the future!). Nor a more startling one, and one that truly warranted … Continue reading
This Is What Community Self-Defense and Solidarity Looks Like, or Should!
This work-in-progress list is intended as counter to the rising fascism, and hopefully as an anecdote to the spineless liberalism that wants to somehow merely love fascism away. It’s one … Continue reading
Bookended between “Bitter” and “Sweet”
“Bittersweet”: that’s the lone word, more than any other, that has stuck with me throughout the long, winding journey of gathering the pieces for an anthology on grief, loss, and … Continue reading
Reflection on Home
A lanky, wizened man in faded overalls, his face crisscrossed with lines of years of stories, tapped me on the shoulder at Honeybee Market as I loaded avocados and Topo-Chico … Continue reading
Whatever Way the Wind Blows
This Sunday morning, a sulfury smell filled my nostrils when I walked outside — a stench hanging heavy over SW Detroit, where I live. Usually, such foul air stays further … Continue reading
Just Another Night in the Police State
We’d been talking for hours outside a corner store, on a hot summer evening in Detroit, about organizing locally against prisons and police. We got in random conversations with other … Continue reading
What We Still Have
Possessions have meant less and less to me over the years, especially since my parents died. I saved almost nothing material of them. And the small, portable mementos I did … Continue reading