January 2016


January 25, 2016

This is my friend Sandra and I. Sandra cannot hear. She was born that way. Although she can read and write, she can speak no more than a few words of English, and a few of Spanish. Her spoken language is like birds flying, all motion and grace. No sound. I marvel at the flexibility of her fingers, so quick and brown. She can even …

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Prayer for 2016

January 11, 2016

Going through the papers on my desk, I found the copy–folded and crinkled and doodled upon–of the prayer I once prayed in a dedication service. I wondered, when I found it, how I could once have made such huge promises so wholeheartedly. It does not look easy, looking at it now, not easy at all. Still, this is my prayer and still I mean it; …

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Luci Meekis

January 4, 2016

I took a charter flight north: Wasaya Airways flight WT926. No luggage screening, no masses of people clicking briskly down moving walkways or hunched over iPods, no carpeted jet bridge for boarding. Just six other people and I crossing snowy concrete and climbing the metal stairs of the plane. Red Lake first, we were told. Then Deer Lake. Then a string of other reserves, but …

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