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Mariah

  • North America, Travel Stories

    Turbulence

    “You can pre-board with your leg like that,” a kind, gray haired flight attendant bends down, gesturing to the ungainly boot I’m wearing on my left leg, a brace for a recent…

  • Life Musings, North America

    Landscapes

    The snow makes crunching noises beneath my boots. The air is crisp and when the wind blows, bitterly cold, burning my cheeks. There are no tracks. The houses in the neighborhood are…

  • Poetry

    Telescope

    “Your heart is a telescope,” I hear a man on the radio tell me. “An empty bucket for collecting light.” It collects a lot of other things, too. Beach trash Pebbles with…

  • Poetry

    COEUR-age

    Many times I have sat down at my desk to write to you. To tell you so many things, to share the inside out becoming outside in, to try to put words…

  • Life Musings

    A Good Year

    Girls are giggling and dancing in a circle, linking their arms and kicking their feet. They’re second graders and they’re girl scouts. It’s a Sunday morning and I’m at work, but it…