The Red Couch: Welcoming the Stranger Discussion

It was a small bolt of red cloth that captured the world’s attention. A tiny fragile body. Someone else’s child. In that moment of seeing, the stranger on the other side of the world became our neighbor. It shattered the illusion of distance and difference. We found common ground in our grief. The tragedy of the […]

All That We Are

We are thin lines of orange that arc then bloom at the horizon and as birds warble and stars dim We rise We are clouds billowing above the silent water Expansive and mysterious At once hiding, then revealing We rise We are rock faces hardened then smoothed with age Our peaks honed by a hidden […]

O Little Town

A wave rippled jagged and she felt him drop as if he might fall away from her forever sucked into the very marrow of the earth her pendulous belly left ringing empty her heart hollow as a drum But then lit with an ancient power she bellowed her voice arcing across all of time burning […]

She Loved Us Through Her Bananas

She was petite, but did not allow her small frame to be mistaken for being weak. Her strength was quiet, yet firm. We knew she loved us, though she was not the kissy, hug-a-lot kind. She and Grandpa owned a coffee and banana plantation. We always joked that she loved us through her bananas. Whenever […]

Confessions of Brown Girl in a White World

I was the token brown friend for many of my friends in college. That sort of thing happens when you’re one of two, maybe three Indians at a small, Christian liberal arts college in the Middle-of-Nowhere, Oregon. This honor came with questions like: “Do you speak Hindu?” “Have you ever dressed up as Jasmine for […]