SAM Frida

Before the lines were drawn in sand,before the maps decided where a mancould place his feet without permission,there were two peoplestanding in the same light.One had always known the olive trees.The other carried exile in his chestlike a stone he’d inherited,not...

Today, CNN's Jeremy Diamond and his crew were detained by Israeli soldiers in the West Bank village of Tayasir while covering a settler attack on Palestinian residents. A photojournalist was put in a chokehold. Cameras were damaged. The crew spent two hours in...

There is a question I keep returning to, quietly, in the spaces between things.Can you exist without feeling? Technically, perhaps. The heart beats. The lungs expand. The body moves through the world, occupying space, consuming time. But is that living? I don’t think...

On identity, resonance, and the quiet freedom of not fitting in. There is a version of belonging that asks you to shrink. To adopt the customs of a group, nod along to shared assumptions, and call it community. It feels like safety. Sometimes it even looks like...

Some of us don’t think in straight lines. We circle. We return to the same memories, the same relationships, the same moments that cracked us open. Not because we’re stuck. Because each pass picks up something the last one missed. The first time around, it’s survival....

Some of us had no choice but to become who we are.That’s not a complaint. It’s a reckoning. There comes a crossroad in life where the path splits, and neither direction is painless. One way keeps you in the familiar circle, surrounded by the people you’ve always...

We are taught, early and often, to name what we are. Gay. Straight. Bisexual. Lesbian. The naming feels like arrival. Like finally having a word for a feeling that lived wordless inside you for years. And for many people, that word is a lifeboat. I don’t want to take...

There’s a place I’ve arrived at that I can’t fully explain, and honestly, I’m not going to try. It’s not a destination I planned for. It’s more like a recognition. A quiet understanding that the bandwidth I have is finite, that my energy is currency, and I get to...

I want to tell you something that might sound strange at first. Stay with it, because I think it might change how you think about a tool you probably already have access to. I have been using Claude. Not to write my emails. Not to summarize reports. Not to generate...