if the terrorists were black but the terrorists wore black to cover white bodies when they stormed the white house guns in hand and armed i stand at my kitchen counter as goosebumps crawl up my skin my bullet holes are my skin the place white america inflicts its terror through the television and the news and the people who shouted things at me when i campaigned for clinton and this state with its white flag-toting people shouting at me from the overpass not even in my car driving to meet friends a client or my lover am i safe…

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I.

The best surprises always come to us from the big city. It’s the kind of place where Manman holds my hand tighter than she does at the market near my school. Even though my fingers turn red every trip there, I like going because it means we get to see Papi. It’s called Port-au-Prince. When people from our village say the name, it sounds like pour-oh-prince.

II.

I feel Sonson sink deeper against the back of the outhouse. Why is it taking so long? This time when he pulls my excited right hand, he places it on the surprise…

When to wear it, and how to take it off.

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Most people who meet me utter the same line: You’re such a happy person. I smile with them because the truth is, I am. While I’ve endured abuse and pain in my life, I tend to delight in moments, and I have the spirit of a young child encountering everything for the first time. As such, I exude joy.

While I don’t mind being typecast as happy, that label has caused me a great deal of stress this year, as I have become acquainted with my anger.

Understanding anger

Growing up, I was not really allowed to be upset. It’s not that…

I was born to a politician for a father and grew up in a country defined by revolution and resistance; I’ve had a lot of political discussions in my 28 years. Some have left me fuming with rage, and others have brought me to a place of profound sadness, but a recent conversation with my neighbor, from six feet apart, has left me with a unique feeling.

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Photo courtesy of writer’s husband, Jesse LaPierre.

After spending an hour and a half touching all the hot-button political topics, he gifted me one squash, five Hungarian peppers, and seven lemon cucumbers.

This is encouraging. Not because I’ll start intense…

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Twelve hours in L.A. and tears follow me like wildfire.

With frustration trailing, I light my anxiety while my husband

is at the wheel. Dry shrubs left alone tend to catch, so I spill it all

down to the minor until I’m left aching for oxygen.

I find healthy air at a local Burbank laundromat. Unfolding

dirty clothes we’ve traveled with for over a week, I breathe.

The smell of the coin machine wraps its arms around me,

engulfing me in a confusing hug only my mother could give.

Years ago, old apartment to new apartment, we’d go, but we

You may have more power than you think.

In some activist circles, there’s a common belief that we’re killing the Earth, and no one seems to care. According to the Pew Research Center, 63% of Americans say climate change is currently affecting their local community. It’s safe to say, rising sea levels, melting ice caps, wildfires, drought, and microplastic-infused food are on the majority of people’s minds.

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Photo of the writer by Jesse LaPierre

Who is not thinking about Mother Earth?

In “Climate Change Activists are Lying to You,” Kornelija Gruodyte addresses that question by calling out that 100 companies are responsible for 71% of the world’s emissions; big businesses are sitting on their hands, and no one is holding them accountable…

Flose LaPierre

Personal essays, short fiction, poetry, and experimental creative content. https://www.letitflose.com/

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