Solidarity is pissing

in adjacent stalls.

A godly marriage

is a throuple with

Christ. Dude was

a real trove of sword

lore. We cheered for

the biracial babies.

At the racist wedding,

the pastor praised

Korean cars &

submissive wives.

Cousins snuck liquor

into the dry reception

while sober Christians

gnashed their teeth.

So began the diaspora.

One spent a year in

Singapore; another

posted pics from

Botswana. Were

we the first to get

divorced? At least

on that side of the

family. For twelve

years she was my

grandmother too.

Remember how we

buried her in the rain,

& how afterward we

ate crab cakes.

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Alexa Vallejo called us from Philadelphia, PA.

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