I am radicalizing in real time.

And I want to learn in public— such a commitment takes a certain vulnerability from me and a willingness to engage with things long form for anyone reading. I have goals and dreams of my words being exchanged over kitchen counters, at beauty shops. What intimacy.

This is essentially a public-facing journal.

And because once my work leaves my hands and is delivered to you, it sort of belongs to all of us. I change you and you change me and we continue onwards and forwards.

I hope the work of your day passes through your hands with ease.

(Or, simpler: Peace.)

Ismatu Gwendolyn