Sometimes the answer is one cup of tea after another and the songs that remind you your grief is not novel.
Sometimes the answer is slow breaths with extended exhales.
Sometimes the answer is a diya and something like a prayer.
Sometimes the question is how are you staying alive.
Sometimes the question is how are you keeping others alive.
“As a cultural worker who belongs to an oppressed people my job is to make revolution irresistible” - Toni Cade Bambara