Embody – The truth of many parts

I’m crying on this keyboard. I’ve tried to start this column at least fifteen times in the last two weeks, and the words are snarled in my head into knots of pain and hope and frustration and resolution. I’m going …

Embody – Where my hope is rooted

 

Embody – Where my hope is rooted

By Sossity Chiricuzio

What do we do now? This question, in at least 100 different forms, has crossed my feed and led the conversation in every gathering I’ve been to since the election. It haunts …

Embody – In the small hours of the morning

By Sossity Chiricuzio, for PQ Monthly

My ancestors have been haunting my dreams.

There are ones I know, but also ones I don’t recognize. Speaking the Sicilian I never learned, reading runes I can’t translate, wearing faces only familiar in their pain …

Embody – We need to learn

By Sossity Chiricuzio for PQ Monthly

The planet cries for us. I’ve heard it since I was a small child, quiet in the night. The world cries for us because we are so broken. Because we lash out, and gobble, and …

Embody – In Case Of Emergency

By Sossity Chiricuzio, PQ Monthly

The women in my family have worked in the medical field as support staff for generations. We know so many of the ways the human body can fail, can fracture, and can be forgotten to death. …