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Selva Negra

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From our Hobbit housenestled betweenorchids and canna lillieswith a garden of bromeliadssprouting from its roof,you can hear the ghostly howlsof the monkeysthe bereft cries of the owlsthe electric trilling of the birdsthe honking of pink-tongued geeseas they strut up and Read more ›

Marlene

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you were a child of the East not yet nineteen hunched over your sitar playing ragas for me in your bedroom your feet tucked under the green sari you always wore your long braid tossed back over your shoulder   Read more ›

intimacy

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your toothbrush next to mine encased in red plastic lest I mistake it for my own our sweaters hanging like old friends on the same peg our jeans and socks comingled on the floor our limbs enlaced like branches molded Read more ›