Y’all

How is it where you are? How are you?

Here there be monsters. Not neatly image grabbed on the Googley maps – but they be here. Brazen violent relentless. They be here.

They don’t outnumber US except in duplicitous ways.

I am sorry about all of it.

SonHerisme is a senior in high school now and facing the great unknown with the brazen courage-nesses only afforded to those on the precipitously glorious leap towards adulthood. He is beautiful. He is absorbing all of the things he is able to withstand. He is becoming and already so much of his full self. Regular challenges notwithstanding.

My voice is crackly with emotions, anxiety, deep love, and deep fear – so I will not be recording this today. Just posting. Post toasty.

Hello and howdeedo dupe-dee-doo and all that to you.

Love,

Ms Herisme xoxo

ps currently reading SO MUCH poetry – it’s my brain hydration atm. You?

I love a good roasty toasty