The tumor is cured.
I don't need to have it's vestiges lying around. More importantly, I don't want strangers asking me how I am.
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Review of 'Bread, Cement, Cactus: A Memoir of Belonging and Dislocation' in
Cha journal
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A new-ish review of my book Bread, Cement, Cactus: A Memoir of Belonging
and Dislocation in Cha journal:'The plurality inherent in the experience of
belong...
5 weeks ago
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a hug...that is all one needs and here is yours. love.
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