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“No one knew where Liana came from, or why she was left in a nest of twigs with her two fists trembling in the air, outraged that she’d been left
Basuma’s arms were covered with brown freckles that made her look like a ripe banana. Her hair was as white as chalk on a blackboard. She lived in our downstairs apartment
It started with an argument about pockets. I sat on a bench overlooking the estuary, a place where dense black mud would adhere to your shoe for days, that is,
I leave my apartment and cross the street where wild turkeys flaunt a purplish-black sheen, in a canyon where coyotes can tease off-leash dogs to their oblivion—former habitat of the Jalquin/Irquin tribe, members
He scared me that mole in the middle of his forehead a large puddle I didn’t want to fall into He stared from across our kindergarten desks anytimehe turned away from the blackboard