“The Hill We Climb” by Amanda Gorman

First, guilt and shame. I kept thinking, what the fuck am I doing in this world? Look at her! Second, unsatisfied. I wanted more. I didn’t want this to stop. I worried that this moment was forever gone, this special moment of absolute awe. Third, jealousy. Why does this kind of spectacle tend to only … Read more“The Hill We Climb” by Amanda Gorman