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Not Homeless, Just Moving by Jan Beatty

I wasn’t homeless, just had my mattress in my ’69 Chevy, clothes underneath boxes in the trunk. Everyday stuff in the front-seat backpack. I moved 14 times that year, drinking and drugs but still working my waitress job. I was in motion. Driving, working, hoping to stay with a friend for a night, I was […]

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Madre Hada

Ximena Gomez   La casa estaba en silencio. El bombillo a punto de fundirse,   Apenas iluminaba el corredor, La escalera al jardín.   Por allí paseaba ella con el bastón. Ella decía que el corredor era   Una calle con farolas Llenas de polillas.   Bajo la luz mortecina se veía Pequeña y frágil. […]

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Eating in a State of Flowers

Forester McClatchey  Eating in the State of Flowers In Florida, the pigs eat escargot, the sluggish horses nibble Spanish Moss, the manatees hold feasts of watercress, and I can manage only dry Bordeaux before the steamed ricotta, basil, dough, and garlic of my favorite pizza place. I eat and watch the alligators pass along the […]