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Category Archives: Egypt

Light from Light

I didn’t know how to write about a rain jacket on Palm Sunday after forty-four people died in their churches.

Nothing Goes as Planned

Last fall, my much-delayed Megabus dropped me off in Chinatown at 2:30 a.m. I had seven percent battery life, four dollars in cash, and no idea how to get to Brooklyn.

Borrowed Words

I believe in God the Father almighty, creator of heaven and earth. These were borrowed words and they were not mine.

What Happens When You Leave?

Strangers think it’s “cool” that I lived there, which, whatever it means, isn’t true. It was something else entirely.

A Toast to Hope

I thought of Cairo, of the refugee kids I met, the illiterate mothers, the desperately poor. And I stopped her to ask earnestly, “Where do you find hope?”

Out of Egypt

In Egypt, I experienced a profound sense of longing, both for the home I had left and for the land that God has promised me. I felt unduly blessed and absurdly limited.

La Traversée/La Nuit

La Traversée/La Nuit

by | Apr 10, 2015

I don’t forget my body in Cairo, or rarely. I am thickly and humanly here, and it doesn’t feel much like art. It’s odd and awkward and difficult to understand.



I haven’t discovered any resolution to the twin tasks of gratitude and lamentation, a word I may be using to sanctify my grousing.



You risk crossing a busy street. You risk asking questions. You risk being wrong, and hurting people you love, and you risk being right, and doing the same thing.

You’re Okay

You’re Okay

No, unfortunately, adulthood doesn’t come with a standardized evaluation mechanism to tell you how you’re doing, but that’s not an excuse to do less.