I had a tenuous grip on a thread of creativity to begin with. It only…
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She came out one morningto the sight of a manworking her fields.Tilling and plantingup one…
I asked the childhis name.He told me,“Ugga ba.”Now I havelots of formsto fill out.
I wasn’t there for the fire.Only know of itfrom memories packed in boxes.We gather to…
It’s difficult to understand your own privilege. To put yourself in a life you’ve never…
The hardest fear to overcome.Completely necessary for progress.We spend our livesgathered at our pondorganizing our…
Wars are not wonwith blood soaked battlefields.Wars are not wonwith desecrated corpses.Wars are not wonwith…
I had to Google a riddle I made up. What for? To see if therewas…
On the day the final levee brokewe sent Joseph to the top of Everestto signal…
What I noticed first wereyour stained teeth and crooked nose,and you told me, years later,you…
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