The Center of Everywhere: A personal essay

In January 2008 my family moved from Fort Worth, Texas, to Lancaster, California. My dad had gotten a new job, and my little brother and I—at the ripe ages of seven and nine—were in anguish. Our lives were over. We cried a lot, both before and after the move. We
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Pick your eyeball off your shoe: A poem

Once there was a blockade between time and other time/
real time, it seemed did not mean anything at all/
the experience of now was an accumulation of sensory input/
the people on the street as malleable as apparitions
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