What ever happened to Ohio???
Then I see the ones hanging on tall posts flying at half-mast and I'm thinking, I am in Ohio, Youngstown, not Dayton, but still. Could the Ohio attention span for grief last this long?
Then it occurs to me it's the 11th of September and I hear my grandmother's 99 year old authoritative voice directing me to grab the children and run, leave the country as fast as I can! She knew it was happening again, the nationalistic fervor echoing that of Hitler's Germany.
Obviously I didn't leave the country but now I'm thinking about the wisdom of being in Ohio, as regressive as this state has become, as anti-womyn, anti-mother earth, anti-men of color. But Ohio doesn't stand alone, rather has a LOT of company.