sick & tired, we dance

Anger isn’t just a blaze burning structures to the ground; it also casts a glow, generates heat and brings bodies into communion.

This anger isn’t about deserving. It’s about necessity: what needs to boil us out of bed and billow our dresses, what needs to burn in our voices, glowing and fearsome, fully aware of its own heat.

Womxn are making the food Womxn are staying late Womxn got here early Womxn have just always been early risers Womxn brought extra Womxn are letting you use theirs It's no problem Womxn are making the lesson plan because they couldn't really teach with this one Womxn are keeping the books Wpmxn have it in a google doc Womxn are making sure we get a photo while everyone is together Womxn are emailing everyone about the reunion Womxn are emailing everyone about the party Womxn are figuring out how we're all going to get there Womxn are checking to make sure you have a ride Womxn are walking you into the stairwell when you cry Womxn are listening to your idea Womxn are editing your proposal Womxn don't know how to write a grant but they are figuring it out and writing a grant Womxn are making sure there are enough chairs Womxn are making sure everyone gets to speak Womxn are doing it in their free time Womxn are listening to your story Womxn are sending a reminder email about the trip Womxn are telling you your strengths Womxn are cleaning up the mess Womxn are smiling through their fear Womxn are getting up and finding another seat Discretely Womxn are protecting your feelings Womxn know, they know, but if they don't do it it's not going to get done Womxn have a minute, sure, sit down, they're just eating lunch Womxn are repairing your soul Womxn are giving feedback on your novel Womxn are setting up the space Womxn are concealing their rage Womxn will do this one for you pro bono Womxn are calling to see if you got the email about the trip Womxn are remembering birthdays Womxn understand why you're acting that way Womxn can see it from your side Womxn can empathize Womxn have time, sure

The love that I want now is thick. But I've got to be able to move in it.

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.