a notebook that i began one summer in ysleta, tejas, ept. it continues east, following the course of el río grande~bravo to El Valle and into the gulf of méxico...
I'm enjoying what you're dong here, Emmy.
excuse me...what you're doing.
gracias, lee. you have a great thing going with your side blog. i love this line from your most recent post: "do you know how slow a good prayer feels?"
beautiful, Emmy--just beautiful.
thanks for the poem. just read it at 3am. makes even more sense. "squabbling over grammar...the nose lit up red when metal tweezers dip in". so perfect. jp
thanks for reading it, gina and jp!
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