Lots of good reads the last two weeks, though I ended up writing on the Myers-Briggs Test instead.
First up, M. Sereno’s poem, which left me speechless — all I could say, repeatedly, was “wow:”
Diversity: what a strange and bloodless word, rinsed clean of the gore
birthed in war and struggle and the breaking of bones, cracking teeth,
the slice to open veins: to speak, write, survive.
“Reasons I Checked out of Diversity Discussion Du Jour” (Awitin Mo)