Silence can be golden.
Silence can be deafening.
Silence can be powerful.

We will need to run a marathon.
We will need silence.
We will need silence from news.

Silence from our shouting fascist leaders.
Silence from our own constant shouting.
Silence from the storm in our heads and hearts.

A silence to restore, needed moments of restoration to keep fighting.
A powerful silence to gather strength.
A silence to bring focus, to figure out a plan.

Silently observing.
Silently navigating life and dangerous times.
Silently understanding where and who is safe.

A silence, afraid and fearful.
A silence, rooted in denial and escapism.
A silence, an illusion of protection, at least temporarily.

The silence of people who haven’t understood that they hold power.

In silence, be a strong, resilient, and safe community.
In silence, be a healer for others who are at the front lines, increasingly weary.
In silence, be an amplifier of others.

A silence before a storm, a moment of readiness.

Now is not a time to be silent and idle.
Now is a time for intentional, loud actions.
Now is a time to be calm.

Take a breath. Exhale. An inhale before a scream.
Take a breath. Exhale. A fist thrust in the air.
Take a breath. Exhale. Act like there is a tomorrow.

There is a moment where silence becomes complacency.
A silent accomplice to fascism.
The silence is deafening in too many places.

We are many and we must not be silent.

Our muffled screams will echo unheard, with nobody left to hear them.
The empty, silence of fascism.
Silence can be deadly.