Author Archives: Rina

It is enough, that I love her. It is enough, that she is loved. I have experienced the pain and pleasure, the anguish and sheer joy that lies not in the having, but in the longing. The blessing in the … Continue reading →

The poem I posted  this morning was written in 2016, when I went through one of the most painful experiences of my life. During that time, I wanted desperately to reach for anger and blame—to “build my walls so high I’d … Continue reading →

  She wakes, shivering, in the dark and wraps her arms around herself, desperate to feel anchored, somehow. She’s filled with resentment, fear, anger. She focuses on her breath. In. Out. The rise and fall of her chest. Up. Down. … Continue reading →

Do you love who you are, when you’re with them?   . #tellhersummit poetry challenge, 30 days of poetry, day 3

I’ve come to believe that pain and love are bound together in our experience of this world. I’ve come to believe that the only way to truly accept love is to accept the pain that necessarily accompanies relationships with fallible … Continue reading →

We create worlds. It’s what we do. A biological imperative. And now, after almost two decades, I refuse to live in the world I have created. My definition of marriage has changed. I’ve had the audacity to alter the rules … Continue reading →

“Are you paralyzed by fear? That’s a good sign. Fear is an indicator. It tells us what we have to do. The more scared we are of a work or calling, the more sure we can be that we have … Continue reading →