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Category: Wisdom

The Hymen’s Tale

May 15, 2021

As a young woman, I checked my wild creative nature and sexuality to preserve my cherry. Later, I discovered that the hymen was but a crescent flap of embryonic tissue; a remnant that men and religion imbued with high moral meaning. I had two nicknames in high school: “Miss Advent” and “Sassy.” Translation: irreverent and…

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A Bookbag Named God

May 8, 2021

Bonus Chapter, Linda’s forthcoming book: LISTEN! Love is BEING A Bookbag Named God “Hey, Sandy-Beach-Del, you must be po-or. Your bookbag is trashed, man,” said the skinny fifth grader with a brush cut and rounded glasses. The spin on my last name, Sandel, was typical of his taunts. My bookbag was a sorry sight, frayed…

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Girdled No More

May 6, 2021

“There is a line of varicose veins on both your legs, mid-thigh,” the woman doctor said, her tone matter of fact. My feet were clutched in the frigid steel stirrups on the gynecologist’s table. My backside felt saran-wrapped against fake leather. Bright white fluorescent lights did not warm the space between my spread legs. Neither…

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Good Morning, Divine Feminine

February 27, 2021

“Mama, I can’t breathe,” she said. Ancient and black, ankles spilled over battered sneakers, she raised her arms to the mystery.

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I’m Speaking

February 20, 2021

I’m Speaking. Who’s the “I”? Over a year ago, I started “Method Writing” classes with poet and teacher, Jules Swales. The classes are sculpted around writing like you talk.

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Why I wore pearls…

January 21, 2021

My pearls were indigo blue. Their color symbolizes justice and wisdom. Before I watched Kamala Harris become vice president of the United States, I clasped my pearls around my neck.

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The Lady’s Canticle

September 13, 2020

In this time of schism, rent as it is with bitterness, sorrow, and grief, what I want to write about often seems irrelevant. I’m a dinosaur. An anachronism.

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Friendship is a Grace

August 15, 2020

“Grammy, we’re friends, right?” he said. We sat at the kitchen island side-by-side eating lunch, my 3-year-old grandson and I.

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Second Chances

August 10, 2020

I’m a sucker for a new appliance and a fresh clothes dryer was coming through the laundry door – I was tickled pink.

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Prayer to the Black Madonna

August 7, 2020

“Sorry,” I said to the Madonnas in my office, my voice as small as a whisper. The ceiling fan whipped the word into disjointed letters.

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