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I knew it was bad
when you didn’t even have to say it,
when I saw it in your eyes,
when I knew it in the way you folded your arms
and turned away when I spoke.

The erosion of rights towards marginalized groups feels like a personal attack on the values of equality, fairness, and justice that have importance to me.

I don’t know if we’ll ever be whole. Not that we ever were in the past. It has struck me, though, recently, that, while we, or at least I, frequently discuss, and, indeed, logically understand that our rights are not our own an

The screen stares back at me: 

9:30 pm, 

an unfinished assignment, 

a deadline due. 

My weary chest heaves a heavy breath. 

Lily gazed out the window of carriage. She had rarely been outside the Manor, so everything seemed new, even the flowers on the side of the road. Earnest was very boring. He had barely talked to her the whole carriage ride.

Jackie O’lantern and Calavera “Cala” Haunts lived on the same street. But you never knew two more different witches. For Jackie was good, always hanging out candy and casting good luck spells.