Month: November 2020

The Final Week

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Amakove Wala goes everywhere. She packs her bags and her children, and she goes. She follows the sun. Sometimes she follows the wind. Mostly it’s her heart. But first, she finds time because she has a son and triplet …

Doggy Thoughts

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I found the chef standing outside, waiting for the gate to be opened. He was peering intently at his smartphone, the sun warm against his face. It was the kind of midmorning sun that allowed you to keep your …

Shoba

Shobanes

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You know how you remember walking along the beach on the coast at sunset, the small fragile hands of a girl in yours, a girl you haven’t had sex with but one you are confident you will sleep with …

The Voice

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I once wrote about a former gangster turned teacher here.  We stayed in touch and chatted once in a while. The other day he told me that he was carjacked. I said, “Who jacks Soprano?” [That’s how I

Not Gonna Start A War

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Kids. What an unending paradox. My son, 6, can never sit still. He constantly wants to challenge time. He wants to leave the room. Now. His legs jerk under tables. He paces around while we wait; standing on tiptoes …