In Search of Holy Places
I wake up everyday for coffee and your newspaper. And just today, you had me almost choking on breakfast. What was going on in your HEADquarters that you chose to tell us stories of the politico turned Romeo and her enamored Juliet or that the President’s more-famous-sister is fleeing from overt sexual advances. For a […]
MoreMy five year old meant to visit her rabbit a few weeks back when we were at our farm. She was so excited, as she had not seen Cottontail for months. But our caretaker, oblivious to the fragility of childhood, forgot to warn me that Cottontail had died last month. And so our happy road […]
MoreOnion-skinned I did not cry. My mother left me with my father, taking all my joy with her. I did not cry. My father was lifted up in the air on a private plane, strapped to a hospital bed. I did not cry. He told me he was coming home with my dollhouse, the one that had a green […]
MoreA few weeks ago I had to explain myself at the dinner table. Someone had exclaimed how I’ve managed to throw away potential and a promising career, to settle for housewife in the boondocks. Imagine where I could be, had I held on at the country’s most prestigious law firm. But having no propensity for […]
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The Girl and the Grail 