I write about home here. What happens in the home, how one home connects to another, what home tastes like, feels like, sounds like. Today, dammit to hell, I have to write about the racial violence that keeps people from going home.
Eight people didn’t go home last night. They were murdered by a domestic terrorist. He walked into three massage parlors in…
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