Irna Landrum: Black, Queer, Lefty Reclaims Nature, God and Politics.
1 min readNov 28, 2019
In New Orleans, I lived about a mile and a half from the Mississippi River. I’d hear the train at night. Across the tracks was an itty bitty farm with a couple cows, chickens and goats, where my daddy used to get our eggs. Beyond the farm was a winding road and a green hill. Beyond the hill was a levee and the River.
In Minneapolis I ride my bike to the Mississippi all the time. I’ve started going so regularly a friend of mine called it my church. Sometimes I weep about not having this kind of relationship with the River as a child. CLICK BELOW FOR FULL STORY
