When I go, bury me with nothing but my own skin. I spent far too many days trying to outrun this thing called mine. - Anis Mojgani, Cradle One day i’ll publish a book. I already know the title of the book; it’s the title of this blog post. It will be a story about… Continue reading How to build a woman (or Part I)
How do I define history? It's just one fucking thing after another. - Alan Bennett, The History Boys One of my old managers used to love to run and exercise. I commented on this one day saying I would love to have her discipline. She snorted and said she had only started running again a… Continue reading this is what the ancients were commended for
Silence becomes a woman. Every woman i’ve ever known was brought up on that saying. - Pat Barker, The Silence of the Girls This post will be a maze of all that led me to open my laptop and tap these words. First I was nostalgic for the book The Silence of the Girls. I… Continue reading for women who don’t dream of a white dress
We play with things You wanted us to treat as sacred. We run from things You wanted us to cling to. We make companions of those You told us never to embrace. We clutch in our hands what You wanted us to throw away. We throw away what You wanted us to hold fast to.… Continue reading love, but be careful what you love
and when we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard nor welcomed but when we are silent we are still afraid. So it is better to speak remembering we were never meant to survive.- Audre Lorde There is another version of this week’s article floating in my drafts, but it didn’t feel… Continue reading to speak one’s mind by telling all one’s heart – courage
There is a Haitian saying which might upset the aesthetic images of most women. Nou led, Nou la, it says. We are ugly, but we are here. Like the modesty that is somewhat common in Haitian culture, this saying makes a deeper claim for poor Haitian women than maintaining beauty, be it skin deep or… Continue reading do the hard and holy things
The truth is, far too many people in our culture do not know what love is. And this not knowing feels like a terrible secret, a lack that we have to cover up. - Bell Hooks I am in throws of dating and flexing muscles I haven’t moved in a long time. Six years ago,… Continue reading learning to love
after the wilderness 