What is this thing, this ache, that we all carry? What is this deep sense of loneliness and lovelessness and disconnection and isolation...

Breathe and understand that it is imperceptible to you and can only be seen in the reflection of someone it impacts.

How crafty you have become in the generations of moving through my people.

I wonder who will tell you what others are saying about you? I wonder if you know the harm that you are doing?