February 22, 2018

Red, red is the color

of my true love’s fleece.

With long sleeves to warm his strong arms,

the fleece gets pulled over his graying hair

at the end of most every workday

and each weekend morning.

An almost decade-long love affair

with this soft apparel has comforted his tender...

February 12, 2018

I think of my father as I cut

the orange flesh of the mango from its dark green skin.

Recently my husband introduced me

to fresh mangos and their intoxicating sweetness.

He showed me the Guatemalan way to eat them;

simply biting the fruit directly from the peel.

But I really...

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