We are all contingent. Resentment is foolish and ungenerous, and even anger is inadequate. I am a fleck of light on the surface of the sea, a glint of light from the evening star. I live in awe. If I never lived at all, yet I am a silent wing on the wind, a bodiless voice in the forest of Albunea. I speak, but all I can say is: Go, go on.
– Ursula K. Le Guin, Lavinia.
Sydney Acosta, Sula Bermúdez-Silverman, Ann Craven, Chioma Ebinama, Hanna Hur, Paulina Peavy, Paul Thek