The Infinite Pieces of Us

by Rebekah Crane

Complex Math Problem: How do you solve the messes you can’t see? In other words—Is fitting in just covering up who you really are in hopes that people don’t notice?

Complex Math Problem: When one broken piece joins together with another broken piece, is it considered whole again, even if the edges don’t match up perfectly?

And trust is handing over a piece of your heart to someone and believing they’ll hold it as delicately as you do.

“Truth—the universe is always speaking, but people are too consumed with their own voices to hear her.”

“Faith and bullshit wear the same clothes. It’s impossible to know which is which.”

“Love isn’t abundant.”

That’s the plight of women—no matter how miraculous we are, we still have to live in a world governed by men’s standards.

Men wrote the Bible anyway. No wonder Jesus was a boy.