This Is Us
Protest Is the Sixth Stage of Grief
On the masks we wear to face the world
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9 min readAug 25, 2020
I never knew what I’d walk into when I went to a death.
When Danny and I found ourselves at Mr. Richardson’s death, for example, we never would have imagined we’d be 1) coerced into a photo session with Mr. Richardson’s dead body and 2) chastised into joining a prayer…
