I was in my car at an intersection waiting for the light to turn and sneezed into my tissue. It was mid-March and an unusual warm front had awoken every allergen in the Midwest. I caught the eyes of the driver across the way. He stared at me. Or was
MoreRacism kills. It dehumanizes us all, telling some of us we are less than human and rendering others of us incapable of
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