i dream of being possible

and white people always seem to forget

i have no answers

i can empathize with those feelings. i have my privileges too.

i am, right this very second, oppressing people

example: i live on stolen Indigenous land.

so long as i do

i benefit from this settler gov’t established on a continuing Indigenous genocide

this won’t change until the Indigenous people of this region

reclaim what was once theirs.

yet

i have never (and will never) seek out an Indigenous person to make me feel okay with this.

it isn’t okay.