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Sabbath Prayer
My dear friend Barbara Fisher gave me this prayer sometime in the mid-1990s. She had typed it on the back of letterhead from the Department of English at The City College of The City University of New York, where she taught. I have folded it so many times, tucking it into wallets and purses, I…
Hold, please….
You know dishwater that has gone cold and is no longer sudsy, but greasy and gray? That’s how my writing feels right about now. I need a break. I need to fast from my own words. I will return in a couple of weeks. Or three. Maybe four. But I will return. Blessings in the interim —…
Digging for Gold
Vincent was too busy excavating the ruins of his ministerial calling. I’ve been reading the letters of Vincent Van Gogh. Thinking about the courage of the artist to stand against the crowd, and yet remain soft enough to be vulnerable to life, to what is. And I remembered a concert I went to during my freshman…
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