A True Easter

Like the rings of a tree, where and how I’ve observed past Easters, has shaped the woman I am today. I spent my first eighteen Easter Sundays parked on a wooden pew in New Bethel Baptist Church as Rev. C.L. Franklin delivered his healing words of faith. Six of those years, from age four to […]

Return to Far, Far Away

At 10:45 AM, or so, on March 30th, my bubble of solitude clasped. And faded. I crossed the sand colored marble lobby of the office building on Hudson Street. “Hiya,” the tall, barrel-chested security guard said from behind his wooden post. Okay, Issy missed me, I thought. Turns out, many of my co-workers did, too. […]