Monthly Archives: April 2021
The earth will teach you to pay attention if you listen to it, and it might even reward you with cool toads and tasty free snacks.
To say there is nothing of value in popular, accessible literature read by many in their formative young adult years is narrow, elitist, and preposterous.
For a creature that technically does not have a brain, Clive has a great sense of dramatic timing.
I wish I could care less—it feels like a luxury.
In my rare free time, I felt as if I had to be doing “academic” things to help advance my career.
Alcohol makes for an effective shell to hide in.
“Come Thou Fount” slaps when you speed up the tempo.
Mencius likened ethical cultivation to the growth of a plant, with all people possessing inner sprouts of virtue within.
We do love Jesus. We do love people. But we are finding it harder and harder to love the church.
In many respects, Hummingbird Salamander is a typical VanderMeer story. Except when it isn’t.
God is supposed to be my father, but when I think of a father I think of an empty space.
Abject wretch that you are, you mistook fear’s voice for advice.
Antonio Vivaldi captured his spring’s breezes in his concertos, and yet I always welcome spring with a wince.
Who needs an institution that goes after a lamenting, struggling Black woman?
It’s as if the freedom to have fun was traded in exchange for my college diploma.
We sat in silence, listening only to the low hum of the oxygen machine.
When I saw that the CW had a Nancy Drew TV show that started airing in 2019, I had my reservations.
What if at the core of everything I find corny is something beautiful?
The initial descent, which for Lil Nas is as simple as grabbing the pole, is trickier from the Moon.
For paying customers, the Ferris wheel of Fortune has become a ski lift.
The sweater fulfilled my need for a constant hug, and I was begrudgingly ready to be still.
On a deeper level, though, I sense that I don’t need to construct another obligation for myself.
I send a quiet prayer of petition up for my sisters out there adding eggs to their hair routine: “May they remember to switch to the cold faucet.”
I used to think that gratitude would rob me of joyful anticipation.
Normalcy was on the horizon, but staying safe still meant never getting my hopes up.
As much as we hope to find friends where we land, I wonder how many of us simply direct our energy into things we can better control.