Inside
In Shouk HaCarmel the food is alive, almonds and cashews topped with burlap hats sing a cappela to the figs. Vendors chant echad shekel,...
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Seems
Mom tosses clothes all over her bed tears out seams See that green dress, a skirt this silk blouse, a jacket rip sew press Split...
On The High Seas
a poem by Mare Leonard How do I tell you, Life, I am tired of your stealing my dreams, hopes, desires as if they are loot you can haul...
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