This week I realized that I have had no vacation this summer–it’s been work, work, work, except for the times I’ve carved out to play on this blog. And while I like work, and lord knows I need to work–hard and fast–to complete this project, I also needed … a change of pace. That’s how I …
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… I could tell you all about the South
all about me
the Spanish moss I call my hair
the way my mother bleeds Tabasco
When I sing the blues
the river is the bass line
Listen
Listen
You can hear the tree frogs
crying
– From “Lies to Tell in Denver in a Heat Wave,” The Goddess of Gumbo (2006) -
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