Three red lights in a row, paced in the distance. One after the other, making the horizon seem too distant as I drive along this road, feeling dissonance between where I'm at and where I need to go. This is something I've always struggled with. Feeling the pent-up energy surge as my body surges forward... Continue Reading →

Dear Dragonfly

To the dragonfly that likes to fly around my car on the campus parking lot, I love how I have never seen you until this semester--my last semester at this university. I don't know where you come from, nor where you go. I don't know how many times you have peacefully, smoothly glided past my... Continue Reading →


This picture was taken approximately a year ago, and the following piece was written shortly after. Gray clouds and rain were the ominous jewels in today's crown. From this morning until a few seconds before I took this picture, the skies cried. However, when I stepped up to the window--my small window from which I... Continue Reading →

Exodus Series: A Creative Break

I literally have no energy to write this. I am overwhelmed. I am frustrated. I am emotional. And even though I had planned to cover the next few chapters of Exodus by carefully drawing the images and meanings out of the text, I find myself not necessarily in the descriptive mood. I'm in a creative... Continue Reading →

Pocketed Moments

It's days like this that remind me to persevere whenever I reach a day that's cold and rainy. Because when I'm cold, wet, and miserable, I can look back on this sunshine-saturated moment and smile. I can find happiness in that one moment of misery knowing that I will rest again in this moment where... Continue Reading →

Rock. Roll. Flow.

They are all rock and roll . . . as rocky, prominent, sky-defying as the cliffs hanging over the sea. I am a chill, quiet, soft melody . . . as tranquil and reserved as the whispering stream. Cliffs and streams—they both have a special place in nature. Both have beauty, strengths, weaknesses, gifts, and... Continue Reading →

Magical Singleness

I can't tell you my favorite Disney princess because I don't have one. Shoot, I can't even tell you my favorite Disney prince. But what I can tell you is my favorite part of any Disney movie: the guaranteed happily ever after. The promised riding off into the sunset with a simple, loving kiss. The... Continue Reading →

Pair of Boots

Sometimes it takes just one simple image to unfold a complex story in your mind. Like this pair of boots, for instance. Honestly, I can’t tell you much about the day I took this picture. I can only tell you what my phone tells me, which is that it was taken on Friday, November 16,... Continue Reading →

The Catechism in Chike’s School Days

            In Chike’s School Days, author Chinua Achebe paints a picture of British colonialism in Nigeria during the first half of the 20th century. Chike, the main character, is the only boy in a family of five daughters. He has three names:  John (Christian name), Chike (familiar name), and Obiajulu (formal name). Even though Chike... Continue Reading →

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