The girl upstairs doesn't know
How old I am.
I mean old old old
I don't know either,
I
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The girl upstairs doesn't know
How old I am.
I mean old old old
I don't know either,
I
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It begins in the back
garden. ripping up weeds
against resistance
like being 8 years old
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The intricate sounds of Orozco's Guitarra and
the beep, beep, from passing automobiles
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What can you do
When your mother states
"You're on the shelf,
Past your sell-by-date"?
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The moments of lucidity were rarer and rarer, but when they came, he regaled me with tales of swallowed teeth, basement brawls, and AIDS tests administered at midnight in ramshackle midtown health ... [+]
My husband's nose changed first—a nearly imperceptible spot-the-difference puzzle on a face I'd known for twenty-two years. Through our kitchen's bay windows, the morning sunlight highlighted his ... [+]
Mamma always had a love for other people's possessions.
One of my earliest memories is walking to the park, my hand firmly tucked into hers. I was an impulsive child, and likely would have darted
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We are simple people. For us, fulfillment comes from hammering a piece of iron into a useful shape; from plowing the black soil for the new crop; from kneading the dough for the bread we all need ... [+]