Our Hands Have Seen Too Much

How the romantic, revolutionary love story we all saw coming actually ended…..

CN: stillbirth, burying my kid, violence mention, tired systems, front line activism, romantic nonsense in the reality of everything my hands have seen

Grey-scale photo of a single flower, maybe yarrow, with multiple clusters of blooms and some leaves against a background that looks like early morning with the sun in the distance. Photo by Marika Vinkmann on Unsplash

Its early morning wherever we are and once again
the front lines weigh heavy against our tired bodies
Our…