fotos, chismes, hidden talents
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“My Venezuela, you are a piece of cassava bread as large as a shield and uninfested with insects. You are the flooded plains, with bulls, mares, and jaguars being carried along by a swift current.”
A fiction double feature recently on my mind: The Invention of Morel / The Woman in The Dunes
(norah borges print, from this)
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Firmly, safely, back in the West. I’m so glad to be home with Becca. I feel like I am actually talking again.
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I’ve never worn much jewelery in my life, but I had two rings resized today. One is supposed to be good luck (from my father’s mother) and the other is supposed to have a spell on it that helps old men find love (from Colombia). I have decided, then, that for a piece of jewelery to be worth wearing, Kenneth Anger would have to be impressed or threatened by it.
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And then, all of a sudden, I am home again
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