Author Archives: WendyBrown

Love Letter

My Dearest Autumn, How long since I’ve looked out and spotted your face so warm and golden. I’ve missed your ability to stop me and overwhelm me with your presence. Just now, this simple, short glimpse of all that is you calls me to … Continue reading

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Fire and Fear

After setting the forest on fire, my world changed. It was a simple chore: place garbage in the barrel behind the workshop, light match, wait until fire burns out…wait. I forgot that last bit. I was maybe 12 years old, … Continue reading

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An Un-Usual Christmas

This year Christmas feels heavy. Maybe I’m just getting older and don’t possess the same level of energy required to face the crowds. Nope, don’ t think it’s that. Maybe it’s a storm of medical bills or the circumstances of … Continue reading

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Mistaken for Bits

I could smell the antiseptic odor of a medical facility when the diagnosis goes wrong.  The shiny, laminate-tile floors drew me toward them; exaggerated, long, and tilting wildly out of proportion.  An army of medical utensils on the counter stood … Continue reading

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Confessions of a 21 Year Old Bride

Today is a sweet reminder. Twenty-one years ago today I became a bride. The long desired day culminated-at least for me (wink)-in the words, “I now pronounce you husband and wife.” A movie reel that had been in production since … Continue reading

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My Own

Quiet. Inside. She held ancient ruins in a body of six. Short years long suffered and there she stood…without sound. The other girls danced and jumped and gave. But she held back, locked away. The wall she stood beside expressed … Continue reading

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Don’t Forget the Christmas Enemies

Some of the key players in the Christmas story are the enemies. We tend to forget those drooling villains of the faith. We drown them out with joyful song and warm, toasty family moments around the Christmas tree. But Jesus’ … Continue reading

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A Bride Restored

The family used to own an old bedroom suit made of Maple wood. Somewhere in history the head and foot boards were painted a ghastly gray. The chest of drawers were also painted gray. Brush marks etched into the finish … Continue reading

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Invisible Me

Invisible in the sense that desire may be sweet but the one–or the other–is the bitter that stirs and shapes and eventually scatters every molecule so thin–one here, one there, the equator, a pole–north–south– till the desire loses form Ah, … Continue reading

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Revealed

The glass threw wide it arms every morning and giggled excitement, come see, and each evening breathed deep the vision of mountain, stream, and light rays skewed, prism and pomp with an invitation for my soul to drink and eat … Continue reading

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