Then I started thinking about why it's significant that I was some queer White dude dating an incarcerated Black man from the Midwest while watching my home crumble under its own hate.
My country asked me to celebrate gay marriage and ignore burning churches.
My country asked me to gerrymander my heart so I could love and forget in equal enough measure.
No wonder we fall out of time and place so easily.
I really need to finish that manuscript...