California, July, in the Year Of Our Lord One Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty-Nine
Gracious Lord,
I am ever mindful that Your ways are mysterious and not prone to understanding by mortal men. What other explanation for the events of these weeks past? That You saw fit to deliver me from the duress of the [...]

Posted on March 12th, 2009 by Zsallia
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I lay half-dozing in my little room, dreaming again, a disturbing recollection of the sea.
I remembered the first time I crossed the Atlantic on a contract bound for the Virginia colony as an indentured maidservant, where so many had died in that stinking hold. I also dreamt of the much more recent, second long sea [...]

Posted on February 27th, 2009 by Zsallia
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I came into this world fully formed, yet blank and senseless. It matters not a bit what I may have been before that point in time for it clearly had no effect upon what I became. I spent centuries wallowing in what I can only describe as a semi-sentient state of existence, never questioning or [...]

Posted on February 16th, 2009 by Zsallia
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“Are you sure about this?” Aiko asked me, her face radiating doubt as we drove through the campus.

“No more clubs, no more bars… this is what’s left. Besides, they said one of the guys heard us in Chicago, so they must know what they’re getting.”

She gave me her “Inscrutable Asian” look, and then turned to [...]

Posted on August 10th, 2008 by Zsallia
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There is a missing part of me, something lacking in the mosaic of who and what I am today. It is hardly apparent when I live in isolation, but of late I dwell amongst people and invite them into my life in ways I never have before. Even when married, those who became my family [...]

Posted on March 19th, 2008 by Zsallia
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