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Daily Archives: April 5, 2015
…. ToMAYto, ToMAto, vegetable or fruit? No wonder you’re always sauced. ….
.. She starts with a stone. Not the one they rolled away, nor the one collected from the shattered feet of her glass ………..(shoes) house, nor one thrown or skipped or river-smoothed by time. She adds ……(salt) water ………..(tears), … Continue reading
… She’s stuck in a rut -abaga moment, rooted to this bluegreen sphere by her own leafy fears. She longs to be exotic: bok choy, art -un-choked, tomatillo habañero heat, onion skin peeled down far enough to remind her she’s … Continue reading