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Noemi
Why do we love knowing the pain that comes?I pondered this as I listened and felt the ache of a broken-hearted friend. I remember pondering this in middle school. Twelve and besotted. A girl with curls and a mean spike. … Continue reading
Please take a day off and call your senators
This just cannot go on Can’t keep apologizing for my meekness I want to stop looking over my Asian shoulders when I walk at night I can’t keep worrying about my friend when she’s a few minutes late from putting … Continue reading
Happy International Women’s Day!
On this day of reckoning, when women all over the world should be celebrated and uplifted, when we commemorate the sacrifices of the women who came and fought injustice before us, I just want to sleep! I’ve been alternating between … Continue reading
If I die tomorrow (Day 6)
Please make a fucking fuss I traveled halfway around the world to be something You will not not cry as if my dying means nothing Once I thought I was Nothing I thought I could disappear and no one would … Continue reading
Rinse and Repeat- (Day 2 of My Coronavirus Journal)
This is the first day of my birth month. To be honest, I’m not as excited to have another birthday. Not anymore after I turned 50, and then later on, my birthday became a grim reminder of my mother’s death. … Continue reading
Fill in the Blank
I fill up spaces with plans for things I want to fill up my spaces with. I write it down, make it real, make it take up real space and then break the plans with things I did not plan … Continue reading
Are you awake?
Just finished bingeing on Westworld by Michael Crichton. It makes me think about the idea of consciousness as something we develop as we mature. It’s waking up and staying awake, looking at ourselves in the mirror and understanding where we … Continue reading
Pain
I’ve been weaning myself off of Hydrocodon, a powerful narcotic that relieves one’s body of pain. The doctor said to take it every four hours after the surgery and “as needed.” You realize its power only after it wears off, and … Continue reading
The Incredible Healing Power of Family, Friends, and Furry BFFs
And so it has come to pass that I have somewhat of a cancer, but it is at its nascent stage. Just enough to indulge my flair for the dramatic, but not enough for me to drop everything and start … Continue reading
Night of the Living Moms
Parenting, joyful as it is, can be an exhausting, and at times, a zombifying enterprise– particularly when you’re a mother who insists on having an identity beyond mom, mama, nanay, madre, who feels the need to create art, build your … Continue reading
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