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without ever seeing the sun
Then: We stood in balconies wiping dust off thin metal ropes one by one carrying heavy loads of laundry across hallways hanging them in the breeze...
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Your mother wrote me a thank you note
...about Christmas eve and the first night that it felt like I was becoming a part of your family when we sat in the back of your parents SUV and...
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There are no new words but everything is a poem
There are no new words for death in Syria, where children are dying of bombs and bullets and polio, because disease is DNA and a human being with his...
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He looked just like my mother's baby brother
He deteriorated fast. The last time I saw him before we went to the hospital, he was crossing the street. It was winter, I remember because he was...
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Sketch
October 2012. A lifetime ago.
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