The resisting fascism workshop was full of white people afraid of Trump.
I don't know what I was expecting.
Not that.
What it facilitated, though,
So priceless:
Community building
Networking
Connection.
We discussed how to wield our privilege in the most effective and necessary ways. We shared tips to stay safe and mitigate risk during our small rebellions.
Brainstormed surviving a government that disallows food sovereignty, access to medicine, knowledge, power, and safety for the people.
We committed to serving resistance
People over profits
Mutual aid.
Since then, we've tilled land and raised beds for a garden, with plans to produce food for local pantries, shelters, and our friends.
We've organized a small network to distribute medication to those without insurance.
We will begin offering free workshops to teach sustainable life skills and self-sufficiency.
We don't intend to go down easy.
I have to admit, I'm excited by the motivation, the movement, and the fact that people now care in ways they didn't before.
The solidarity and class consciousness give me hope.
Honestly, this is less of a poem and more of an offer and a call
To ask
To help
To survive
"In a thick present"
Together.
About the Creator
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I am a non-binary, trans-masc writer. I work to dismantle internalized structures of oppression, such as the gender binary, class, and race. My writing is personal but anecdotally points to a larger political picture of systemic injustice.
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