October 2011
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i was surrounded by hundreds of people standing in downtown chicago chanting and crying. everyone was crying out for something. i did too, yet somehow i knew my cry wasn’t connected to the cries of people for freedom. i cried for loss, i got down to my knees in public and wept. I wept for loss, and i had nothing left but tears.
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