I am stuck with Audre Lorde’s, An Open Letter to Mary Daly in This Bridge Called my Back (1983), particularly the following passage: “Have you read my work, and the work of other black women, for what it could give you? Or did you hunt through only to find words that would legitimize your chapter...?” (p. 96). I will come back to this letter for as long as I continue to do the same: mine the text for connections…I am thinking about how I would answer Lorde’s question, as I carry the work and words of my citations, deciding what is worthy of writing into the archive, to whom my work is answering, why and for what reasons my writing exists, and where I place my hopes and desires.