| The rest of the story, a romance set in Vietnam in the late 1960s, can be found in my gallery. Won =bekkia's Tell Me a Story Contest, 2009. Woo! |
| The rest of the story, a romance set in Vietnam in the late 1960s, can be found in my gallery. Won =bekkia's Tell Me a Story Contest, 2009. Woo! |


V.I slip Leonard's jacket off of its brass hook by the back door, step into his large, heavy mudding boots, grip my walking stick tightly in one hand and find myself reluctant to put it down, even to wrap the jacket around my thin, shaking shoulders. The jacket smells like mildew; I did not hang it up outside to dry properly, did not want Leonard to suspect more than he had to. The corner of my mouth curls as I think about the silly story I told him-fell in a puddle, Leonard, it's no matter-and how readily my husband accepted it, rewrapping his worry for a later time.V.
Darling, I feel certain I am going mad aga


EmigrarThey climb in a flesh canoe for the maquiladoras to stab their pipes into and carry them down river, where the locals suck their soap refuse and haze like hash,Emigrar
burning out-of-season mangoes, hard-skinned and bitter. They hack thin spit that runs along street curbs into drains beside the roundworm water and then disappears in the dry Rio Grande
where even bones evaporate- caught, sand-handed, by border police. They climb in a flesh canoe with babies swaddled on their cigarette-pack shoulder pads, and dip their oars silently in the sand. &nbs
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This pseudo-club spontaneously started on a day when we were both feeling a little ugh-y. Have a look around the site - we hope you enjoy it!
I need to get around to persuading my mother to buy me `queenhrosie's book, though.
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