Viva Escritora

Reporting from the bleacher seats …

BLACK LIVES MATTER. It is a statement, a sentence, not just a movement, not just a fad. In a post that is now so last year, I copped to being a ‘Becca’ white woman in the whole of the ‘Becky’ taxonomy.  As stated: “Keeping in mind that I don’t know what to do or what I’m …

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Early evening, dusky, we saw police lights rolling out our front windows, the blue and red of coming and going but in this case stopping. And I thought I recognized the stopped car, but couldn’t be sure — my neighbor who is in high-school and, or his friends? Certainly something is wrong, is not right …

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