SOLIDARITY
To say I felt out of place at the protest would be an understatement. I’m very white.
I work in transport policy and have been known to spend over thirty pounds on a fleece.
Luckily, social distancing meant I could ignore the people trying to dance with me.
I would swiftly turn my head as if someone had called my name. Of course they hadn’t.
I went to the protest because Kalisa didn’t. She’s been demonstrating for fifteen years and she’s tired. I asked her to show me some of
