Tyre Nichol’s mother has set up a memorial fund to help pay for mental health services for his family and a memorial skate park in his name. If you cannot donate, please share.

“To go to bed and to wake up again day after day besides a woman, to lie in bed with our arms around each other and drift in and out of sleep, to be with each other—not as a quick stolen pleasure, nor as a wild treat—but like sunlight, day after day in the regular course of our lives. I was discovering all the ways that love creeps into life when two selves exist closely, when two women meet.”

“When I was younger, I would wonder why artists always wrote about love: the feeling of it, the absence of it, the aftermath of it. And then I fell in love and understood exactly what they felt. We are always in flux with love. We are either chasing it, reeling from it, hiding from it, or trying to hold onto it. It is the ultimate driving force of human nature. You can’t know it by the stories alone. You have to live it, even if it means losing it.”