What if 2020 isn’t cancelled?

My dearest daughter,

The first time I wrote a public letter to you, I was 4 months pregnant with you, not knowing your gender yet fixating in my heart you were a girl, on November 9, 2016. That was the day after the United States of America…

Decades and centuries of injustice can't be solved by one hashtag, one banner, one company, in one day. But neither (and never) can silence.