It’s become a delicate balance, this being open to joy while not in denial of the harsh reality of the magnitude of fear and suffering and death.
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Category: Archive
Why are they sitting next to one another enjoying warm, frothy cups of cappuccino?
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One of my students asked, “Is that your cat sleeping up there?”
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I sighed, expecting a request to extend a deadline.
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I drift through the Breakout Rooms like a digital ghost . . .
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Unwrap four bundles of dry vermicelli. / Let their white locks dissolve
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The abandoned garden cannot be reclaimed in a day.
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In all the discussions I have been a part of over the last month, prisoners are a population that hasn’t been discussed.
(nonfiction)
The best part is, they never complained.
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We’ll sleep on it before we make our final decision.
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