You need folks like that. Folks that’ll drag you up out of that cold and nasty bottom, even out of sticky situations you don’t have no business being in.
But if we look closer, Sebeïba’s meaning is as layered as its history, and it is evolving—subtly but profoundly, in response to forces from far beyond the oasis.
From so far away, it felt impossible that they had ever been that young, and lived those other lives.
Poet and activist Kathy Engel reflects on fifty years of writing in solidarity with social movements, the responsibilities of witness, and the refusal to separate beauty from justice.
