Category Archives: family

Grow

My mother grew me Hair, bones, teeth and skin Incubating in her stomach Nourishing an idea of a person For nine tender months Until I burst forth Like a hideous, shriveled raisin And became real My mother grew me She gave … Continue reading

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Going Home

Damp red dirt, making car tyres slip and slide Road lined with sugar cane and towering Sansao de Campo. A formidable green wall. The Gate, flanked by flowering Bougainvillea Pink, Red, and Purple. The first sight of Orange Trees in neat … Continue reading

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Invisible Cities

“Arriving at each new city, the traveler finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed … Continue reading

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Ah-ranges

Ah-ranges, we say. Ahranjuice for breakfast. Pulpy, sweet, aharanjuice. Fresh-squeezed, fresh-picked. Do you want an aaaaaahrange? We have the BEST ahranges. Have it with your blue-shelled, aharange-yolked egg. Best eggs around. Best flavor and so fresh. All you need. Ahranjuice … Continue reading

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Bob and Ruth

They were quiet people. They were always old – they had white hair, and walked slowly. I was young – too busy running around with my cousins to talk to them. They were strong people. Farm people. They worked hard. They … Continue reading

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The ghosts in me

There’s a wee ghost lodged in the corner of my brain. It’s also in the depths of my deepest sighs. It’s a memory of crisp, cold fresh air. Humid and damp and more like rain than dry. It’s the colors … Continue reading

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retrospective

This is an old piece, that I think can maybe be published now. I’m not sure why I didn’t post it earlier, but I think it lacks focus. …. This was intended to be written 2 months after moving to … Continue reading

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