A song is interrupted by a threat from the guards and becomes a meeting. We are demanding to see our lawyers in a group. The guard tells us it is impossible, has never been done, can never be done. Our challenge is to not believe him. Waves of elation, waves of despair.
Hours go by.
Whenever you sink, a piece of news arrives that will buoy you up again. They are marching in London, in Cuba. The Longshoreworkers have shut down the west coast. Protestors have surrounded the jails. You are a vessel of a larger spirit that rises up again and again.