It’s 10.44PM. I am sitting in my bed propped up for a good night’s sleep when I reach for the phone and immediately open
Close your eyes. Feel into your body. Where do you feel it? Does it feel small and powerful or big and insubstantial? Is it
It’s another dreary Cairene day and I am once again sitting in the backseat of a car trying to get from my doctor’s appointment
I am reading I know why the caged bird sings by Maya Angelou, it is the scene near the end of the book where
“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and wisdom to know the
“Bright lip or dark lip?” I ask her turning my head towards the mirror. “Dark.” “Hair up or down?” “Down.” “Open toed or close-toed

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