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Author Archives: Susan Young

Just Like Me

Just Like Me

If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.– Saint Mother Teresa In my blue jeans and cotton t-shirt, I stroll on the spacious Eastern Prom in Portland, or cozy-up in small cafes. I scan the city’s humanity, all sizes, ages, energies, ethnicities and skin tones. Some… Continue Reading

THE STAINS WE CAN’T SCRUB OUT

THE STAINS WE CAN’T SCRUB OUT

This was just published in AmjamboAfrica, a local newspaper that helps new Mainers thrive and helps Maine welcome and benefit from our new neighbors.  One recent afternoon, I knelt on my bedroom floor, trying to remove a spot from the carpet. There I received a text from my asylum-seeking pal at work. “ICE is in… Continue Reading

After my close cousin Diane Bell was killed while running, I wrote this letter to her and read it at her funeral

After my close cousin Diane Bell was killed while running, I wrote this letter to her and read it at her funeral

Hey Di, I want to tell you how much I appreciate you. I know, I know. I can hear you grumbling, “No! NO! Don’t! Stop!” I can see your hands gesturing, your arms flailing, “Don’t bother—it’s too much trouble.”  But here you go. Do you remember that black and white photo of you and me.… Continue Reading

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