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we will play hopscotch

we will play hopscotch                            November 27, 2015 i am what i am does not mean that you are who you think you are. –    the cat tries to chew my pen –    while i … Continue reading

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Raising the Child of an Immigrant

I don’t tend to tell this story. The story about how I am the only person I know to have been hurt by an immigrant. Let me put it in the third sentence: he was white skinned, English-fluent, and from … Continue reading

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Seven-hundred and Thirty-one Days

Two years ago tonight I went to bed stoned for the last time. Tomorrow morning will be two years since my last hit. Friday I will count two years clean. Two years! So much has changed. Here I am. I’ve … Continue reading

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