Danielle LoPresti

To be Black and sane in America seems, to me, like a miracle. And yet, there they are, all around us, millions of miracle-humans walking, working, loving, helping and giving us all the gifts of their cultures, perspectives and endless…

Tomorrow my son turns nine. 

He is a sweet, energetic, super-social kid who loves to throw his arms around his friends’ shoulders and cannot get enough cuddling from his Moms. He is the most beautiful mocha color I have ever…

In fact, it's been time for so, so long.

It was time before we knew George Floyd’s name, time before we knew Ahmaud Arbery’s and Breonna Taylor’s… It was time when we were kids, and when our parents…