Come Along, Little Girl

Her presence is just out of reach. I try to access her inside of my head, but I do not know where she is.

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Believing the Invitation.

It was the last day of sixth grade, one of the few grades when I actually liked my teacher.

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A Letter to Eighteen

Dear Eighteen, Here you are. Yesterday’s child is today’s legal adult, and yet, nothing has really changed.

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Make Yourself at Home

There is a place near my home that I am drawn to on days when I am in need of respite. It is a place that feels sacred to me, hidden as it is in a sprawling neighborhood.

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Hunger is More Than Our Appetite

My history does not lend itself to be very forgiving or much less welcoming of others into my kitchen.

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On Faith, Churches, and Never Becoming a Pastor

“Why wouldn’t you go for the M.Div?” McKenna asked.

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