In a poem, “Moon Halo,”
I said I deleted the photos of us.
The messages too—
the ones I kept like insurance
where he spoke poorly of his friends.
I bagged up his clothes,
dropped them at Goodwill.
Threw out the small reminders of our story—
a plastic shark from a bar crawl,
a heart-shaped rock from Avila.
I ripped up the last birthday card,
the one where he finally called me beautiful.
I posted the poem—
Vocal. Facebook.
Places he doesn’t follow me,
everywhere,
since he blocked me, deleted me.
The next day—
a white envelope in my mailbox.
Inside:
my cheetah print panties.
The only proof he still had that I existed.
He drove 21.4 miles one way
to return them.
Deliberate.
Like he returned the favor.
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Tina D. Lopez
A woman who writes to deal with hurt, mistakes--mine and others, and messy emotions. Telling my truth, from the heart, with no sugarcoating.
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Regarding the Image of God
This post will be a bit of a strange one. I wrote most of the following piece about six months ago, as certain governmental policies and actions were starting to roll out - and while reflecting upon certain ongoing atrocities. While these reflections revolve mostly around those claiming and practicing the Christian faith (and our failures to do so rightly) I do believe that they might be provide valuable insight - or at least something to think about - for folks of all perspectives who are willing to read them. So without further ado, here are a few of my recent reflections regarding the biblical concept of the 'image of God.'
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Ouch. Tho at least you got panties back and can continue moving on, I guess.