The Art of Being Myself

I wish I could say America didn’t change me, but it did; it changed me in a hundred little ways, day after day, asking me to surrender tiny piece after tiny piece. I was unprepared for the false and flippant friendships, and unprepared for the way people use and abandon each other. I began a... Continue Reading →

And Rain Will Make the Flowers Grow

In Wales, they say you should water gardens with blood if you want to see a truly spectacular garden. That's why all the famous faery gardens are so full of abundance - the Island of Shalott, and the Isle of Avalon, where willow and apple trees grow in profusion. Whether the faery gardens are real... Continue Reading →

The Wailing Wall

It was smaller than I imagined. In my mind, I had conceived it as this enormous barrier, unyielding and reaching for the sky. But it was not like that at all. It was not some last proud warrior of its people, standing in defiance against the centuries and the wars waged before it. It was... Continue Reading →

Storm Chaser

It happens this way, sometimes. A cold afternoon; an ominous evening wind. The door to the apartment swept open without hurry, and I turned. There was no one there. I checked the locks, then closed it. A few minutes passed. The twice-locked door crept open once more, soundlessly beckoning. My curiosity stirred. I turned to... Continue Reading →

The Smallest Things Inspire Me

I once visited an Iranian grandmother in her home. She made Turkish coffee in delicate cups, and fed me pumpkin pie and chocolates. “It is always like this, back home,” the man with me said, who was from Palestine. “There is always hospitality.” “I am very religious,” the Iranian said in response, and quoted the... Continue Reading →

My Hands

We never talked much towards the end. We never talked about the things that mattered, the things that hurt, or the things that were killing us, slowly. We especially didn't talk about the thing we killed. We parted like leaves being drawn by separate winds, and I later learned you had no idea why; and... Continue Reading →


Writing Prompts: Jeremiah 23:9-15 - Psalm 33 - Romans 9:1-18 - Gospel of John 6:60-7 For Scripture says to Pharaoh: “I raised you up for this very purpose, that I might display my power in you and that my name might be proclaimed in all the earth.” Therefore God has mercy on whom he wants... Continue Reading →

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