Liz reminded me of a pocket watch: Beautiful on the outside, with a ticking-clock on the inside, which you could never fully understand at a mere glance. Alex, her friends and her family were the chain that held her up, although she absolutely shined on her own. Even before the accident, I always felt as though Liz embodied the idea of appreciating time, rather than simply knowing it.
King’s Prophecy in Syracuse: Segregation, Section 8 and a need for change.
In Syracuse, our poverty is intertwined with our segregation; thus, the denial – and shortage – of Section 8 vouchers is a perpetuation of both, as these vouchers have the potential to serve as a ticket out of sometimes-apocalyptic circumstances, in which the destination is simply normalcy, or neighborhoods that harbor quality schools, safe parks and corners that serve as nothing more than an intersection of roads, rather than the center place of drug markets.
