No Thrones. No Crowns. No Kings. →
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
There’s nothing fancy about my wardrobe. Post-diagnosis, I reduced its complexity, and its complicity. Seven pairs of the same pants, one kind of underwear, two of the same flannel shirt, three of the same hoodie. All to reduce the strain of what to others is innocuous choice.