The Soles of the Feet

May God shine the shoes of those who march today, so that the dust of the roads cannot cling to their soles and the weariness of walking has no hold upon their heels. May God sweep the streets before those who march today, until the white and gold lines shine to lead...

Rachel’s Tears

Rachel runs through Cairo, her covering and shoes long since discarded as she rushes from mosque to square to church to street, overwhelmed in the whirl of bloodshed and rage, eyes blurred by mourning. Her lament is heard beyond Egypt; she wails at the sight of each...

Contrition

We confess. We confess that we harbor fear. We confess that we choose suspicion and distrust. We confess that we love sparingly. We confess. We confess that we expect injury. We confess that we rush into, even seek out, war. We confess that we value defensiveness. We...

White Women, Sarah, and Hagar

Dear white sisters, We are long overdue in examining, confronting, and upsetting our significant role in the systemic racism of American culture. The six women who acquitted George Zimmerman demonstrated the pattern of behavior that we white women have exhibited...

A Tampon and a Gun

I am laughing and laughing this evening over the Twitter news that feminine care products are being confiscated from those entering the Texas legislature to hear debate on an abortion bill. It goes without saying that super plus tampons and winged pads pose a threat...

Tornado

1:07am Tonight we sleep with the lights on to keep our ancient enemy at bay: white bulbs blue screens glowing against the night. There is no rhyme & no reason, only the certainty that the earth is against us, that daily survival is our highest calling. Amidst the...

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