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Why Practice Empathy When You Can Do Spiritual Bypassing
“Let me tell you about the time someone with greater faith than you went through the same situation and handled it so much better than you did.” If I opened my heart to you and told you about my struggles and this was your response, I would thank you very kindly for sharing your wisdom Continue reading
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Lurker in the Group Chat
I sometimes wonder if you’ve forgiven me always said it’s OK if you haven’t but it’s been so long I’m probably the only one who’s still on that you all have come far and left that behind not even a blur on your rearview mirror but the group chat is still alive I don’t bring Continue reading
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In the Margins of the Enlightened Narrative
The loudest part was being unheard. What was my pain to you but just another pulpit to preach from? No matter what hurt, you had a ready name for it, a cookie cutter verse from your book, a drawer for me to disappear in. How quick you were, always, to casually gesture towards a paradigm Continue reading
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Some Friendships are Poems that Write Themselves
You gave me three books one day after confirming the day before that I was a big reader. One was a recently popular book that I’d been meaning to get but hadn’t yet. One was a book I’d never heard of and would never have gotten but turned out to be lovely, a prize to Continue reading
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The Silence After Your Read this Poem is Political
Ignoring your symptoms and coming to work because a paycheck that’s eight hours short won’t let you replace your shoes with cracked soles for another month is political. The number of PTO hours you’re allowed is political. Whether it takes two months or three of missed rent before you’re living in the street is political. Continue reading
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Warmth is Adjacent to Beauty
In the winter, moments worthy of pause are so scarce, I train myself to be more discerning at spotting miracles. Today, someone has replaced with red roses yesterday’s white chrysanthemums in the Lebanese restaurant I pass each day to go to work. Maybe they get their flowers from the florists across the street. (The one Continue reading
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Stone Soup Redux
What abundance awaits us when we refuse to let our neighbors go hungry? What freedom is on the other side when we see ourselves in the faces of strangers? What if the knocking on the door is an offer of steadfastness and community disguised as a cry for help? What if the tragedies on your Continue reading
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You are Right to Fear Me
your children watch me daily and God forbid they learn a different way to be kind to choose themselves to honor other people ‘s autonomyand right to self-determination to find their own liberation in the fray of mistakes and lessons and grace, the soft nature of things space to figure it out what a scary Continue reading
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PS. She has vegetarian options
People like to talk about the excellent food in Chicago: the Michelin Starred and Beard Awarded, the authentic or the creative spin on a classic, the immigrant communities making the city a home with generational recipes for walls and flavors for foundations. When my friends visit, I flex my city by taking them to some Continue reading
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The Person Living My Best Life is a Cutout of My Face from 2005 Collaged to the Body of Selena Gomez
In all my daydreams, I’m under 30 I could be giving a tearful speech accepting the Fields Medal or the Palme d’Or, adorned in emeralds and georgette silk, or I could be eating pistachios in the Turkish Riviera while sharing a table with Pedro Pascal, sand between my pedicures but I don’t have crow’s feet Continue reading
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