Heart and Soul

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I love the Husband, and the Husband loves me.

Sometimes we fight, and they are the most heart-wrenching fights I have ever experienced in my life, because he knows me so well.

I’m not going to tell you all, loyal readers, about the fights we’ve had lately, because it’s none of your damn business. Suffice to say they’ve been agonizing to me. We’re nowhere near ‘breaking up’ or anything like that, but there’s definitely more distance to cross between us than there usually is. I hate fighting.

All I know is, I want one night this week without a goddamn raised voice or barb.

I’ll delete this if he asks me to, but not because it’s an evil or wrong thing to fight sometimes. If nothing else, it sheds light on things you need to work on to be a better person for yourself and your loved one.

But seriously, I’m so sick of this, loyal reader.

G’night.

 

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Ama Ndlovu explores the connections of culture, ecology, and imagination.

Her work combines ancestral knowledge with visions of the planetary future, examining how Black perspectives can transform how we see our world and what lies ahead.