Dividing a dying woman’s land
Her eyes blur the fields. She shrinks to a seed, forgets to speak, forgets to say how footprints till the layers of her brain,…
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Dresses of them
Last October a weekend away unraveled into seven days of limbo. I was thankful that the vintage black dress with gold buttons, which I…
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Growing a legacy, one tomato at a time
It is a cool and damp morning on this day late in September, after a night of hard rain and blustery winds that flipped…
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