You do not need to explain yourself to those who are committed to misunderstanding you.

Letting Ruth Asawa and Meryl Streep speak for me this week

Ruth Asawa, Albert’s Rose Bouquet (1990)

I have a bad head cold.

You would think I’m dying, honestly. It’s been so long since I’ve had one (thank you, K95 masking) that I forgot how a simple congestion can cloud not just your head, but your spirit. My body feels heavy, my thoughts are fogged, and there’s a persistent thrum behind my eyes that makes formi…