Monarca Rising

Tag: kindness

  • Maya’s Revival

    I wrote this as a background to my story, Daniel’s Dilemma (published in Road Kill: Texas Horror by Texas Writers). I wrote it in December 2016, before my trip to Cerro Pelon this past spring and before all of the present day attention to the horrors of human smuggling. I submitted it to be published…

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  • Les Miserables

    “There is always more misery among the lower classes than there is humanity in the higher.” ―Victor Hugo Les Miserables by Carmen H Gray I stepped into the bright and hygienic restroom In Saver’s And there she was Young and sad Arms full with bags A soiled backpack Shamefaced Because of the extra girth Of…

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  • Kindness Lives

    Kindness Lives by Carmen H Gray   Kindness lives in the space Where you feel the lowest Yet the stranger beside you Is crying in pain And you give them the last Measure of yourself Thinking you helped them But they end up Comforting you Kindness lives in the space Where life is messy And…

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  • The Sweetness in Real Time

    My daughter and one of her best friends, who happens to be a boy Caring transcends imaginary social boundaries that we create. Today, after my daughter’s appointment with her oncologist (a check up, which revealed fantastic blood counts and all things wonderful still), we headed to the art store (I’m beginning to think this art…

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  • Blessed Are Those…….

    “You are blessed,” I often hear, especially recently. But I think that can be misconstrued because it implies that those who suffer more are not blessed.  And what runs through my mind is that there could easily be a better person than myself that has a much harder life.  And I’m not above anyone else…

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  • Hearts

    Today is a beautiful, sunny, breezy day.  My sweet daughter had her port removed (hopefully forever).  Her loving father took this beautiful photo of her post surgery.  The pediatric surgeon put this heart shaped bandage over the spot where the surgery took place.  A heart just above hers.  A heart to symbolize the pain endured,…

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  • Listen

    ¿Mi corazón se ha dormido? Colmenares de mis sueños, ¿Ya no labráis? ¿Está seca La noria del pensamiento, Los canguilones vacíos Girando, de sombra llenos? No, mi corazón no duerme. Está despierto, despierto. Ni duerme, ni sueña, mira, Los claros ojos abiertos, Señas lejanas y escucha A orillas del gran silencio. Has my heart gone…

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