No, not the 3.14 kind, or the lemon meringue. This chapter considers the conversation pies we produced to divvy up air time when it was living rooms
and not covid testing centres that were crowded. An inclusive, often elusive, exchange
of slices and wedges that created an equitable pie. There are exceptions;
times, like death, when our narrative of similar loss is disrespectful and distracting. But it's a hard habit to break, and hard to believe that full attention to the grief of another contributes to our own healing. Until it does.
offer those who grieve
uncut pies. stop eyeing the
crust, the crumbs. listen