I keep grasping for words, but I know better - there are none. There is only grief, rage, and anguish. Would you expect anything less from so much senseless loss of life?    I don’t have words for the losses of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Ahmaud Arbery, and the countless others whose lives have been taken simply because of the color of their skin. No words of mine can fill the space their lives once held.     I can, however, speak out against the systemic racism and white supremacy that is still rampant today. I can educate myself on the untold history of America. I can support the work of Black people, Indigenous people, and other People of Color.  Because they have a story to tell, a story that needs to be heard.     I do not want to be just another white voice trying to say the right thing on social media. But, I do not want to be silent either. To be silent is to be complicit.    Instead, I want to be present. In a time like this, presence is often more powerful than words. I can share my…