The Church Remains on Fire

I keep thinking; These fleeing, mournful, frightened creatures- These are the true homeless climate refugees.‬ ‪I keep thinking‬; ‪Nature will return. Nature is bigger than this moment. ‬ I keep thinking; This is how life ends? With humans who only lend a hand that results in power? With humans who refuse their neighbors’ pale of…

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Epigenetic Reverb

{{{strong shimmer…..}  there will be no genocide today.  no martyrs to make. We do not waste time on trifles.Leap, my daughter, from yourself.Fly off the edge of tonight’s Mount\ed Araratif that’s what it takes. We do not fret for your fall.The anchoring foothills of Noah’s long journey are soft. We do not recommend you ignore…

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the space between our fingers is a mile long

where my journey has left mefits imperfectly with where yours is now to join together in the synapse is to createto share a bondformed by an exchange of ourselvesthe places we’ve beenthe ones we still wish to see one day I hope you will read this. and we will join together. like we have never…

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When She Forgets

Today I visited my Aji; that’s what I grew up calling my father’s mother. I asked her if she knew my name and who I was. This had become a regular, albeit woeful, game my family played with her. She was diagnosed with dementia a few years back and ever since I’ve stood by; complacently…

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Validation

I don’t know why I seek validation from the one who only sees me as a number, from the one who reads my name simply as a word with no life attached to it. I don’t know why I seek validation from a society who shushes away cries of change, telling those cries that they’re…

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A Sea of Buttons

Time is everything. Time is nothing. Time is the invisible that is tangible, told through seconds making minutes making days. Making up lives. Lives revolve around the clock, moving closer and closer to an end. The end of a day with a beautiful sunset or maybe a night where everything turns to darkness. Mine ended…

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FWD: Lament The Microaggressions

Some of my colleagues and I received an e-mail from the Diversity and Inclusion committee at my workplace, also my alma mater, titled “FWD: Policy on microaggressions”, asking for feedback. I read the few pages, and all the microaggressions my family, my friends, and I have been subject to (and we too may subject those…

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An Ode to Disneyland

A society constructed on artifice. If we collectively elevate the superficial and champion those people valued solely in terms of vanity and social standing, what remains tangible or real? The clones are carefully constructed personas, self-assured of their uniqueness. We learn to individualize the blank slate of an online presence, refining and buffing our narcissism,…

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