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What Grief Gives: The Gifts amid the Loss

Grief has taught me to find the gifts amid the loss. I am not saying that it’s always (or ever) a fair trade, but loss does not leave a pure void. Things do grow in a desert. What grief gives …

Where I Am From: A Poem of Heritage

I am from laundry dried on the clothesline, Tropicana orange juice, and Johnson & Johnson’s baby oil. I am from Vicks in the winter and school supplies bought at Woolworth before September. I am from a three-story, green, attached house …

A Little Perspective: Thoughts on an Emotional Day

It’s amazing to me how a bit of time—be it a day or just a few hours—can completely change my attitude. A small adjustment in my outlook can dramatically alter how I process and perceive reality. Last week, my Friday …

I Dare You to Say Something Nice

Yesterday, as I was walking across the Brooklyn Bridge with a friend, our attempts to social distance, and a bit of distraction, led us into the bike path. As one “gentleman” sped by on his bicycle, we heard him address …

This Is Not a Tribute to Kobe Bryant

When I found out who Fred Noonan was—that Amelia Earhart didn’t disappear alone—it made me feel less secure of my grip on reality. I was a child who never believed in Santa Claus, and so I never experienced having that …

Time Flies

It seems almost impossible that 2020 is only a week and a few days away, but I know my calendar doesn’t lie. This year has rung true with that old cliché; my how time flies! I must have blinked and …

I Want to Be Your Ocean

I want to be your favorite shirt. Not the shirt you wear like a mask to all those starched stiff occasions in life where you feel like a person playing the part of yourself as an adult. I want to …

Time

How does time so successfully sneak by? Stealing weeks in days and hours in the blink of an eye. In the time it takes to nap a whole season can pass. Every moment spent asleep ensures the year won’t last. …

Murder by the Ocean

Letter of Testimony, Exhibit A: Your honor, this is my truthful account of what happened on the day in question. You may choose to believe the version of events being spread by gossip and rumor—that I was a battered wife …