I hear rapid Spanish among the piles of green and brown palm fronds it’s the yearly trim of palm trees happening outside my glass slider, when my peace is invaded by chain saws and gloved and dark-c
while walking my steps today, I imagined not walking in my normal loop, but simply walking not straight but in an unreturnable and unknowable shifting direction, just walking and walking then I re
in the years us kids were in school, mom turned on the afternoon soaps popularized in the 60’s when beautiful actors played the rich and powerful, lush with love, desire, secrets, betrayal, with e
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