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Diaspora of Affections

Since nothing is ever complete, the poetry book I wrote about my mother, Diaspora of Things, seems like a light-sensitive print of where I was a few years ago.  The relationship keeps evolving.  The deeper I get into motherhood – all these years … Continue reading

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A Short Interview with Myself

A SHORT INTERVIEW WITH MYSELF Reader:  Your chapbook “Diaspora of Things” stems from the occasion of dismantling your mother’s house.  In the commentary, I read that the speaker moves from inert mute grief and disorientation to a greater understanding of differences and … Continue reading

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