Looking for gold in the Golden State
nuggets are piled on other men’s plates
and they’ll burn you out at half past eight
welcome to California. Continue reading →
I noticed that a few of the women at the table facing mine were watching me intently. Every time I looked up, they were gazing right at me… Continue reading →
Finally Salma sat up in bed, her eyes half-lidded, and accepted the small cup of mac and cheese I offered her. She sat there with it in her lap, and her eyes closed again. Continue reading →
To hold you in my arms
once in a hundred years,
to feel your warmth and breath,
your frailty and strength, your breast
rising and falling against mine… Continue reading →
How does one live with the knowledge of recent events and still celebrate Ramadan? How does one connect with her or his spirituality, let go of anger and shame, and embrace the healing of this month? Continue reading →