In search of our mothers' gardens

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one of many manifestos for mycelial tenderness
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A raindrop is lonely until it lands in the ocean
Dear friends, what follows is a piecing-together of reflections which I have gathered here because they seem united by a kind of watery quality. When I…
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if there was a time, before
BismiLlah... I am often hesitant to share writing that dwells more in the deeper, darker, sadder stations. and if I do, it has usually been abstracted…
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Ramadan in shades of spring
بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ This year, May, your secret name is holy month, the fragrance of your nearness intoxicates me, your whisper is…
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Study of mollusks at sunset, in three parts
بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ i. when sunset bitters I walk through darkness to kneel to no one but The One treading darkness like my first swim…
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In search of our mothers' gardens
In search of our mothers' gardens
prosaic and poetic attempts at re-membrance, praise, imminence, transcendence, etc.

In search of our mothers' gardens

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