From We Measure the Earth with Our Bodies (2)

Has this always been our family’s fate? To begin together in a few years of happiness only to break into so many shards? Reaching out my hand in the dark again, I hold my sister’s wrist. This wrist– this small

From “We Measure the World with Our Bodies” by Tsering Yangzom Lama

This is my sister’s nature. But I want to tell her: In the next life, yes, we can both go wherever we please. In the next life, we will be free and safe and happy. We will grow under our

A Thought for Nova

A Thought for Nova

Some time since getting off the roadafter we’ve been home a whileyou stopped needing a light onat night You’ve arrivedat the place that was made for you like you always belonged

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