What the Water Already Knew

Rocky cliffs with lush greenery overlook crystal-clear turquoise water, revealing submerged rocks in a sunlit tropical coastal scene under a blue sky.

I didn’t grow up knowing the word “environmental justice.” I grew up knowing that half the kids in my school on the south side of Chicago had asthma. I grew up knowing that my father – a mechanic, who never smoked a cigarette in his life – died of pulmonary fibrosis.

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