I was talking with my friend Naomi about how hard life is for the poor and middle class in America. (Naomi lives in an upscale housing development in Scottsdale, Arizona, and I live in a slant-floored, creaky farmhouse in economically backward Rusk County, but we get along because she’s really peasant at heart.) We were […]
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Today, a guest post by a friend of mine, Naomi Newman: *** Luci does not vote. That may have actually saved a very improbable friendship. IF she were out there lobbying for Donald Trump, American savior, we might have to part ways. She wears a modest cap at all times as well, thus she would
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Madison, looking up at me, her eyes the largest part of her body–those beautiful deep brown eyes so much like her mom’s when her mom was five years old. She holds out a bouquet of beautiful yellow flowers she found growing in the yard. “Thank you!” I say. “These are beautiful.” And I put them
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My life has never been fair. I realize this Sunday morning, sitting on the strange chairs at the Rusk County Jail. Strange because they are wide and blue and have no legs, only a curve like a giant L. My sister and I sit across a table from two ladies in bright orange suits. We
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Sometimes, I panic. My heartbeat quickens, my shoulders tense, and stress pushes from my center to my skull. The reason for this is purely mathematical. I am an author and a teacher, a farmer’s daughter and a janitor, a student and a missionary and a sister and a friend. Each hat comes with its own
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