An Ode to BeyoncΓ© in Times of Quarantine

The world is π”»π•’π•Ÿπ•˜π•–π•£π• π•¦π•€π•π•ͺ π•€π•Ÿ [β„‚π•£π•šπ•€π•šπ•€] and many important life events like weddings, graduations, celebrating life at homegoings, religious gatherings, and 𝔹’𝔻𝔸𝕐[s] feel bittersweet. With no definitive end, it’s doubly hard to accept these conditions as normal.

As our semester went virtual, .@robinmaxile & I tried to stay grounded in our mental health and connected to our families/communities despite the distance. We failed at focusing on our research danced to our favorite #BeyoncΓ© bops instead. We felt joy and confidence because [π•Žπ•– 𝔸𝕣𝕖]... π•Šπ•’π•€π•™π•’ π”½π•šπ•–π•£π•”π•– and academia isn’t the sum total of our lives.

After what feels like 𝟜 years of sheltering in place, 𝔹𝕖π•ͺπ• π•Ÿπ•”Γ© was less a soundtrack for the quarantine and more so the heartbeat of our friendship. We sipped on π•ƒπ•–π•žπ• π•Ÿπ•’π••π•– - and spilled some sweet tea - and found comfort in our β„Ξ˜π•„Ξ£β„‚Ξ˜π•„π•€β„•π”Ύ to Georgia, where we nurtured 𝕋𝕙𝕖 π”Ύπ•šπ•—π•₯ that is our deepening siblinghood.

Kristian Contreras

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