01/10/2026
Like anyone with a conscience, I’ve been even more shaken than usual this week. Mutual aid organizations in my town held a vigil for victims of ICE tonight, and it was good to grieve with others. We listened to their names and stories and we cried together. The night ended with a collective scream of “F**K ICE!” which was both a release and a battle cry. I am trying to let that resistance energy continue to take the lead. Been working to try and process this exhaustion and doom into new work, I hope to have more pieces to share with you soon.