My friend Junious and I were in a barn on top of a mountain in West Virginia. The barn was filled with Black people dancing to traditional Black music being played by Black musicians. It was a beautiful and wonderful moment. We weren’t dancing, though. I could tell he wanted to, but I hadn’t made …
It’s another week in American where Black pain is on display while we grapple with the aftermath of the Kenosha, Wis., shooting of an unarmed Black man—Jacob Blake. Reports are that Blake was breaking up a fight between two women, and at some point the police were called for a domestic incident. The video that …
Like many of you, I have been sheltering in place at home since mid-March when I shut down my Boston office. Though I did spend late-May to late-June in Chicago when my Dad was dying, upon my return to Maine after my Dad’s death, I hunkered back down in my house. To date, I have …