freeways carved up los angeles for white suburbia.
the government killed, kills, is killing marginalized people for white cisheteronormative supremacy.
this is a lived reality in the architecture of the city that i was born and raised in.
i live in the bone marrow of a structure built up by centuries of murder and oppression.
what does forward look like? what does future mean? where does the fight lay?
today i am thinking about death and taking up space and the radical nature of my being alive in this world.
survival is a million things and today i was seven different people.