The Patron Saint Likes it Loud
At dawn all week the Mariachis make their brassy music fly while fireworks explode. Cohetes’ boom excites my Mexican resident...
My Friends Are Leaving Earth
Last of the light, I saw it leave just now, as does everything. I watched its seamless steps of going,...
How Do We Heal
How do we heal, what can we do to be here, to be whole? I see my little sister shining...
For the Furtherance of Love
Loving sexual touches surely serve for love to spiral into galaxies. So does keen and earnest listening serve the furtherance...
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