Sacred Setting: How Place Shaped Me

Sacred Setting: How Place Shaped Me

When I was growing up, I was convinced God had given me the wrong skin. Surely he had meant to make me more…American, like my friends. Less yellow, more white. Rounder eyes, less slanty. It would take years and a place thousands of miles from home to help me see...

Risotto

Risotto

Today I stand at the counter Chopping an onion with my favorite knife An ordinary act hardly worth noting But today I note it I chop onion Add butter Pour wine And ease slowly into the luxury of stirring a meal For the people I love Savoring not the aroma of melding...

Jennifer Kinard
Jennifer Kinard lives in the rolling hills of Maryland, writing essays and poetry for women in need of a quiet place for soul reflection and refreshment. Her writing is marked by authenticity, warmth, and humor, and she loves to create those magical moments when a reader feels known and understood. A lover of the written word since childhood, she was delighted to discover that working in publishing meant she could actually get paid to read. You can still find her with her nose buried in a book when she isn’t homeschooling her four children and teaching literature to high schoolers. She and her husband, Ken, have been married for 25 years, run a creative agency together, and host a summer arts camp for teens. You can find her online at jenniferkinard.com and on Instagram: @jenkinard_wordlover.

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