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Ditching the Desk

Now that I'm home, I realized I do not have a room to call my own.

Breaking the Bonds of Poverty

My name is Sr.

Be My Feet and Be My Hands

I started to write these two poems last year during a workshop training on poetry writing in my m

Adult Baptism by Immersion

Ethnic Indian people are traditionally obsessed with matters of pollution and purity.

Thief

It was about three in the afternoon on a Tuesday.

Glimmers of Light

When I was sixteen years old, my father was diagnosed with cancer and died ten weeks later.

God Has a Plan, So Be Patient

It's hard to remind yourself to have faith every day.