Onstage, I try out a new song, "White Men," dedicated to Sonja Sotomayer. One audience loves it. One is completely silent. I decide to skip the song for the rest of the shows. After the show, one lady comes up to me and grasps my hand in both of hers. She whispers, "Thank you so much for speaking up, about our country." Her eyes look deep into mine. I feel like we have both scratched the fish symbol into the sand, during the Roman Empire times. The fall of the Roman Empire.
Read the whole thing, but I really liked that last little bit above...
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