When do we lament? / I looked through all my poetry / To find one to share / As a new retelling of / Our communal lament
I am here, standing in the desert. /Â I wear heavy clothing that will protect me from bullets, /Â but not from my hurting heart.
“Your struggle is your strength”
“i realized my body / was not mine”
A new priestly blessing toward societal disarming and the end of white supremacy
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