“the same blood that runs through my veins, ran for centuries before me, and will continue to live on after me, each generation passing down their stories, like a medicine to inspire growth. (that did, indeed, inspire growth.)“ –e.l. jayne This is an excerpt from my poem “Generations” on finding gratitude in our heritage. Did […]

What’s passed on from one generation to the next? Privilege and pilgrimage. — Pointless Overthinking