FRODO: I can’t do this Sam. SAM: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great ...
FRODO: I can’t do this Sam. SAM: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great ...
Ntozake Shange once wrote “we need a god who bleeds now, whose wounds are not the end of anything.” Out of pain, resentment ...
By the road there is a man washing his laundry in a filthy bucket. My brother finds him, and immediately runs to buy detergent. A sweet ...
Intolerance in·tol·er·ant \-rənt\ ; not willing to allow or accept something
The science books tell us red blood cells have a life span of 120 days. Though new blood runs through our veins, some of us know ...
It is Palm Sunday, Christ’s triumphant entry into Jerusalem, paving the way for the holiest of weeks. But what do you do when Holy Week ...
I catch a thread at the corner of my eye, panic at the state of my dress.
“I would fold a thousand paper cranes for you, would fight away all those demons that leave scratches over your skin just so you know ...
Trust is a fragile thing. It is the precious crystal of stone that we place in different abodes, in the hope of it being protected and ...