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Houston Hyatt

I’m buying a 4 dollar coffee in the hotel lobby of the Hyatt fucking Regency Using money provided by the organization sponsoring this whole excursion, Carrying no cash, Attending a conference on working with youth experiencing homelessness. I only exist in this opportunity because once, I slept on the streets. Once, I knew the uncertainty… Continue reading Houston Hyatt

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A letter to my white Austin liberals

      We are all hurting right now. The events of the past few weeks have left many of us lost, broken, sad, angry, in shock, in disbelief.  In short, grieving.  White folks seem to be grieving in many cases for the loss of a way of life, of a country and nationalism that they grew… Continue reading A letter to my white Austin liberals