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Coquí Finds His Voice

Now as then, on Borikén, an island in the Caribbean Sea, an amphibian is always singing; the frog says his name “Coquí!” Coquí sang with pride on a branch outside, and wove the night together. His faith abides in his … Continue reading

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The Birth of Peter

A year has passed already since your birth, Peter Fenix, and it has felt all along as if we’d had you forever. You have a steadfast sureness, a resolute confidence, that makes everything you do seem just right; and you’ve … Continue reading

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Love in the Time of Parenting

We’re in it together through the stormy weather, and you know what else is true? It couldn’t be better! We’ll come to treasure these times we’re going through. Bonds of struggle and strife tend to last for life, and may … Continue reading

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Arcoiris

The arc of history bends just right, like the look she gave me last night. It’s a bow and arrow, shooting far; part flood, a boat a la mar. An ark on an arc, filled two by two; a couple … Continue reading

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Duramen

My mind raced. I knew I wouldn’t feel anything. Do I ever really feel anything? I move through my feelings so fast it can be hard to tell. I wonder whether it’s all for show. It seemed my thoughts had … Continue reading

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Introductions

Hi! I’m Morgan, or at least I call myself that for now. Really, I don’t know who I am. I’m not convinced that it’s something that can really be known. I’m not convinced it’s real, at least not how we … Continue reading

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Naming

We believe the idea of a butterfly effect not because we see it reflected in our natural surroundings, but primarily because we feel it’s truth flowing through the currents of our own lives. Every event in our youth is a … Continue reading

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