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Impermanence
Holiness pierced her eyes when she watched how the union of lavenders and soft, peachy hues transform a sunrise above the nomad’s camp in the semi-Gobi. The discovery of playful buoyancy in the marshy salt lakes of Siwa lifted and cleansed her, a baptism before she was ready to take communion. A nocturnal boat ride…
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Baci Blessings
~Do I experience the world because I keep my heart and eyes open, or are my heart and eyes open because I experience the world?~ One by one, the elders of the clan gathered in the living room and approached the newborn on their knees. Gently, they each tied a single white string around the…
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Discovering Our Maladies
About This Week’s Post Fellow readers, As someone who used to carry a bit of hubris with her health, it’s been an adjustment setting up shop in a world that revolves around scans and lab work and a forever intake of thyroid medication, all rendering me liability and last-pick on the dodgeball zombie apocalypse team. What…
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The Language of the Stoics
In 2006, I wrote the poem below about my grandfather for a history class assignment. Read more about his story here. “Grandpa Never Speaks” Grandpa never speaks.Not even in this country where free speech is our highest ideal. Not even in this protected nation where there are no Kaisers, no empires, no German officers. Not…
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Haikuing Whether I Should Have Kids
Perimenopause. Is it too late for children?Choices I face now. Before, no freedom.Now, paradox of choices.And… microplastics. Every stores’ itemsWill some day join a landfill.But: independence. What is legacy? My great-grandmother’s choices.Do they continue Through me or do IStop because I am afraid. Not from solitude Or raising kids byMyself, which she did beforeHer kids were taken. But…
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Peach Cobbler
1 cup of FlourVieng Chan, Laos Tortillas were hard to come by in Vieng Chan. As a former French colony, you could find fresh French baguettes or other western bread products, but locating a pack of corn or flour tortillas remained a fool’s errand. For the impending “Taco Tuesday” she was hosting at her house,…
Circuitous Wanderings 