Yesterday,
my husband got
A Call.
Yesterday,
I held my husband
(many times) as he cried
about losing someone beloved,
and about not being able
to show up, bodily,
for those still
living.
Yesterday,
my husband got
A Call.
Yesterday,
I held my husband
(many times) as he cried
about losing someone beloved,
and about not being able
to show up, bodily,
for those still
living.
Today, I am grieving.
I am thinking of a paper published on January 26, 2020,
and my heart aches to see the chasm between what is now …
and what could have been.
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On April 4, 2020, I wrote briefly about “invisible histories,” a concept to which author Nassim Nicholas Taleb introduced me. Continue reading “lost lives, lost histories”