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My mother grew me Hair, bones, teeth and skin Incubating in her stomach Nourishing an idea of a┬áperson 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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My mothers’ kitchen smells like garlic Opening drawers would ward off The Count himself. My mothers’ kitchen is a bit of a mess. She is the only person who knows Where Everything is. My mothers’ kitchen is full of the … Continue reading

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