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30
Jul

I Call her Pearly

I call her Pearly. She has a fruit/veggie stall walking distance from my spot. I buy produce from her, sometimes pull up a chair, and we discuss our husbands and […]

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15
Aug

August 13

In times such as these, I’m awed, grateful and humbled to have so much to celebrate. During this season of my poetry book drop, I’ve been secretly under duress, writing […]

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