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A Babe in the Woods: 2
“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
The First Flying Woman: 1
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
Endangered Species
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,
Ode to Leona Canyon
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
A Boy Named Frankie
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
Red Tongue
The night you tore up rose bushesfrom the front yard of my rental cottage,an ambulance came and took you to Highland Hospital’spsych ward where I watched a cigarette burn betweenyour