Covid-19 restrictions make grieving more difficult. Here are expert-backed tips for supporting people through the death of a loved one

In early August, I was driving from one Georgia suburb to another to attend a restricted, masked funeral for my best friend’s father — if you can call it a funeral at all. He was immunocompromised and died of Covid-19. At the service, his body was covered with a white…

An ode to Afrofuturism

This was originally published on fiza.substack.com.

The latest issue of Bitch Media’s quarterly print publication begins with editor-in-chief Evette Dionne’s short ode to the Harry Potter series, a head-shake to the problematic author behind it all and a dedication to fill the subsequent pages with affirming, transcendental stories that empower…

The winds will carry me and I will ache for morning again

It started with a promise to embrace the unpredictable. A promise to relinquish control and trust that the weather might carry me through the wind or push me back to shore or spin me in circles, but eventually, at storm’s end, it will ease me down on my two feet…

A touch of warmth during a cryptic time

If all feels overcast and all you see is gloom, might I suggest a minute under the sun?

I have been tethered to my bed, to this house for about a month now and the sun, which has admittedly kept its distance for much of February and March, has still…

When news breaks, I am called to perform, inform, report, write. But it’s an itch I’m hardly scratching.

I’m no longer part of a newsroom, but loved ones (and friends of friends) have been coming to me with pandemic needs and questions and requests for coverage. A nurse with an aging, immunocompromised father at home; medical students and vacationers stranded abroad as borders close; patients with symptoms unable…

Where my head’s at amid the coronavirus pandemic

Can you get away from the noise for a bit? Find somewhere quiet, even if it means drawing a second bath or locking yourself in the bedroom closet? Just somewhere to decompress, put your body at ease as your mind inevitably wanders?

Remember, if you’re feeling a sense of panic…

On bridges, breaths and sitting up to write again

Tuck from the core, hold, then lift into bridge; don’t let the thighs, the back, the torso do the work. PAIN. Use your core, Fiza. Breathe, bridge. PAIN. Breathe in, Fiza. Then breathe out. Breathe in. Tuck from the core. Breathe out, and lift from the core. Lower the bridge…

Fiza Pirani

Atlanta-based writer/editor and bibliophile. Founder of immigrant and refugee mental health newsletter, Foreign Bodies. Join: foreignbodies.net 💌

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