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I knew that day in my kitchen I wasn’t about to change the world. But as I stared at the powdered sugar, I thought, might as well. So in went the powdered sugar into my cockamamie cookies. If I was going to experiment, I was going to go all the way.
Lord, deliver me. Deliver me from hatred into love. Deliver me from anger into peace. Deliver me from sadness into joy. Lord, Deliver me from silence when I should speak From complacency when I should be moved From guilt when I should be grateful. Lord, Deliver me from my careless … Continue reading Lord, Deliver Me.
You tried to call me by something I wasn’t. You tried to call me “love.” You tried to name me. You tried to fit me in a place you thought I belonged. But soon, you called me “too much.” Or “too little.” But you never called me “Enough.” I fell short. I needed to “calm … Continue reading you called me
In a traditional Passover meal, it’s common to partake in bitter herbs. A seder often includes an herb called maror, which literally means “bitter.” The word bitter comes up a lot in the book of Exodus, probably because the Israelites don’t really look back on Egypt with a whole lot of fondness. But they looked back on it nevertheless. … Continue reading tasting our bitter herbs.
In recent weeks I’ve had more time to read. I used to be an avid reader, especially of the classics, but college will do things to you. After reading a social science textbook for three hours straight, trying to make sense of abstract concepts and miles of charts…sitting down and reading a book afterward isn’t … Continue reading Writer’s Envy, Or, an Inch of Influence.
It is the cry of all products of the American school system, after sitting through seven hours worth of coursework followed by the after-dinner ritual of checking off assignments until who-knows-what hour of the night (or morning.) High schoolers, liberal arts college students, human beings who have ever had to sit in a biology class … Continue reading Don’t Feel Bad for Being Booksmart.
Hello, Internet. It’s been awhile since we’ve sat down and told you what I thought about stuff. The last time I was here, I was talking about being single and stuff. Now I’m going to talk about other stuff that’s similar to that stuff, but not exactly that stuff. “Audrey,” some may say, “why have … Continue reading Doldrums.
Audrey D. DeBoer 