Month: January 2025
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cannon heart
The line was something about ‘a canyon in her heart’ but I heard cannon heart and like most things, the more I thought about it the more it made sense (to me). (like you maybe) I was born in a hospital but I came home to live for a short while (at least) in the three-story…
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six-word memoir(s)
I was born an island; seeking. we all have a mother (wound.) I remember: the spilling kitchen sink : shrimp fried rice and cockroach poison : the scent of my father’s cigarettes : Department of Children and Family Services the lie I live, is true. about this writing last week I learned about…
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january 2025
1.1 today a blank page 1.2 today a wristwatch gold & clinking like my father wore 1.3 today the second walk of the year burrrr 1.4 today fog so dense it illuminates 1.5 today frosted roads and ethereal treetops…
santos scribes 