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I sometimes go months without remembering you.
Some griefs bless us that way, not asking much space.
He strides into storms, he wades into pools of silt.
from letters written in Texas by detained, immigrant mothers to their sons and daughters (Los Angeles Times, July 10, 2018) I write you these words. I miss you so … Continue reading →
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