loving in the war years: day twenty one

Posted by on Aug 14, 2016

i still observe dia de los muertos. even after a white lady invited me over to her house to ‘celebrate’ with drinks she made from a new recipe she found, even after i was informed by a mexican mexican (who, unlike american poser mexican me, never suffered from assimilation) that i was doing it wrong, …

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loving in the war years: day sixteen

Posted by on Aug 6, 2016

a day of mothering: motherwort i didn’t know anything about motherwort the first time i tried it. motherwort is not one of those flashy herbs that ‘they’ promise is the next cure all. don’t get me wrong, it’s an herb you can find in whole foods or your local health food store. but it’s never …

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loving in the war years: day thirteen

Posted by on Aug 5, 2016

it happened again. and again. and again. Skye Mockabee. Korryn Gaines. Joyce Quaweay. women that this world desperately needed. i light candles, i pray, for these women, for Sky, Korryn and Joyce. i pray for their loved ones, who saw and felt the violence inflicted on the women inflicted on themselves. it’s not enough. it’s …

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loving in the war years: day twelve

Posted by on Aug 5, 2016

it’s easier for me to start the day breaking fast than it is for me to end it by starting a fast. at the end of the day, there are endless things to worry about and finish up and try to remember for the next day. my brain whirls and wheezes like an old willy …

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loving in the war years: day eleven

Posted by on Aug 3, 2016

breaking fast a friend (who is of course a poet!) first introduced me to the idea of breakfast as ‘breaking a fast.’ i don’t know why it never occurred to me until she said it, but once she said it, i knew that breaking fast would have a place in my life. i just didn’t …

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