Just last week, I was writing about attempting to overcome the feeling of hopelessness. Right now, I am struggling not to succumb to that same crushing melancholy.
I don’t know what to say.
All I know is that the award post I originally had scheduled for today can wait until tomorrow. Instead, I want to use my platform here to lift up others’ voices and messages.
These poets have turned their rage into art, and I want to share that art. After all, it is the least I can do.