Tag: compassion
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Ravens
“Hey, you up?” There’s only one thing that could mean, I think to myself, pulling on my robe: JJ brought me food. She has been doing it ever since she moved in a few months back. Working long hours, and then picking up something to eat on the way home, and bringing something for me…
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An open letter to the lizard on the stairs
Stair lizard waits for me. “There will be critters,” I told myself when I was settling in at the Bahamas Methodist Habitat on Eleuthera. “The sooner you accept it, the better.” And I did accept it. In some cases, I even embraced it. Spiders for instance. I will never look askance at a spider again.…
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Lutra, the intersex chicken
Lutra, towering over the others, greets me in the morning as I arrive with food. “If he’s really a rooster, then I get to cook him!” Manex exclaimed, as my eyes widened with the horror of what I may have done. For weeks I had been trying to convince the staff at Bahamas Methodist Habitat…
Hannah Adair Bonner 