Last week a working class, feminist, lesbian journalist from NI was shot dead.
Her name was Lyra.
She was not my friend. She was a woman who I met, heard and agreed with sometimes. She was a member of my community. My parish was her parish. My feminist mum was her feminist mum's friend.
Lyra, I will miss your passion, your compassion and your love and vision. I wish you stayed here instead of going to Derry my lovely.
Dione.x