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#22: I Hold My Open Hand

Prelude (I think). Words are these, these Words that sigh on the page Words that sigh or throw tantrums Words that sigh back and throw dirty clothes Back into the

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Ayurvedic Lessons on Living, Sharing, and Trusting

“I’ve got amoebas.” The first time I found out that the little parasitic creatures had invaded my intestines, I was in Cuenca, Ecuador, where I lived for two years. “Don’t

Adaptation Addict

I’m scared I’ll forget. When I’ve closed other chapters of my life before, I’ve erased parts of my experience, rewritten them into a narrative that I carry forward. But I