“There’s a beautiful Inuit word ‘qarrtsiluni.’ It means, ‘sitting together in the dark, waiting for something to happen.’”
~ Teju Cole
 
Hold space for darkness
Lingering in liminal chaos
Staggering within ambiguity
Tasting salty tears mingled with blood
Fashioning angst out of fear
As death machinery moves across the faces of the dislocated
Resist the machinations of the wheel of violence
Dare to ask, “how do you still love in spite of everything?”
Even if no answer comes to the question
Sit in silence and in waiting
Breathe and hope for justice