What My Mother and I Don't Talk About: Fifteen Writers Break the Silence (What We Don't Talk About)

by Michele Filgate

My experience in this nation, in my state, in my city, in all sorts of American rooms, is far too funky, too smudged, too reliant on—and influenced by—concentric circles of violence to say that I harmed anyone in this country simply because of a singular experience of harm. I also can’t say anyone in this country harmed me because of a singular experience of childhood harm.