Above Little Tuscany, we perched on boulders with a view of the Coachella Valley.
A warm breeze whisked away sweat beading along my spine as mini light shows
dotted the horizon.
It was a spectacular view but a bittersweet reminder of the complicated nation we live in.
It's difficult to celebrate independence and freedom when we are a country congested with inequality.
As a woman, I had more freedom at the beginning of the month than I do now.
We are going backwards, held hostage by a conservative majority committed to holding onto
their white privilege and greed.
These united states have weathered storms in the past, but this feels particularly ominous.
I fear it is going to get bleaker before it gets better.
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