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Over three years of tyranny plus months of quarantine and This morning I am peering at it all through a windshield of ash. In an act of self-immolation, West Coast forests rage at us Impressing upon our lungs the growing rarity of another breath. When one man chooses to kneel on the neck of another What does it say of the altar, of our very faith? How to revere a raised flag as its colors bleed out on the ground? With the love of a mother. With the outrage of youth. With the hope of a child.