I say dear god reflexively, without really knowing if anyone is listening. Because it feels quiet, but also like the right thing to do. Where it isn’t quiet, though is in how I feel about all the world. So I trust a little that my plaint lands squarely somewhere inside. And when you, too, say… Continue reading Of One Unit of Being
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Dark Days, Parables, and Pride
This is the truth I know: That your definition of me is incomplete, whatever stereotypes I inhabit. I am struggling to reconcile these simultaneous, paradoxical sensations of rage and defeat. I am struggling to reconcile the lesson of my youth—that I could be anything!—with the obvious, systemic, condoned, sanctioned marginalization of my voice. My faith… Continue reading Dark Days, Parables, and Pride
These Fires
An intentionally placed hallelujah won’t raise the tides to quench a jaundiced sky; no more do I feel less spiritually waterlogged for the wine. I remember, the time; the time; the time. I remember so much, and for the less forgotten; how could I lose track, but still conflate years and minutes. I am——beleaguered, labored,… Continue reading These Fires
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