I have been in Boston almost five years and in this time I have felt I have been alone, in a wilderness seeking a space to express my unique happiness, joy and rage. I have been in essence, contained. It has been an unusual containment. I have been moving freely and with purpose but often feeling displaced and mistranslated.
I wonder are we all displaced peoples seeking homes in the sacred spaces of one another’s hearts? Are we all seeking sacred space in the fickle acceptance of an unwillin...


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