Youmna

“I dream
of the big dumb heart my mother
hands me. She tells me to carry it.
I drop it every time.”
― Noor Hindi, Dear God. Dear Bones. Dear Yellow.

“Grief never ends, but we find a way to walk in the light someone has left behind, rather than living in pain’s shadow.”
― Caleb Azumah Nelson

“We won't smooth over our closures and ruptures, but we ask each other to be open, to lean towards each other, to be close. Ask that love might grow in the space between us, where we might feel beautiful, we we might feel free.”
― Caleb Azumah Nelson, Small Worlds

“In the wake of violence, acute or prolonged, we ask what we might need, how we might weather this time, how we might care for each other, how we might cultivate the space which encourages honesty, which encourages surrender. How we might build a small world, where we might feel beautiful, might feel free.”
― Caleb Azumah Nelson, Small Worlds