Sometimes it’s the littlest things that feel like huge steps forward here in Lopit.
This morning as Ebiong was leaving for the field, she hollered over here and asked us to take her clothes inside if it rained.
And that neighborly little gesture, for whatever reason, made me feel really, really happy.
I know we’ll always be white. And we’ll always be a little queer in our ways. But if ever we could just be their friends—to any degree—that’s where my heart is.
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