I was eight and still cherished, and beloved, and the principal Continue reading
Shape Poem by Erica Sternin
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Tag Archives: Hippy Kid
Food + Generosity
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A year or so before my hippie parents broke up, my mom and her boyfriend and myself drove across country in April.
Independence
Photo credit:
Georg Sander
What if I were to tell you that when my mother left my father, we piled into our dusty red VW bus and drove to the Left Coast. What if I were to tell you that the last time I saw my father was forty years later when I hand delivered their divorce papers to him? Continue reading
Code-Switcher
Photo credit: Sarah Scicluna
Daddy takes a long toke on the joint, it sounds like he is saying “PSSSSST” when he inhales.
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