on crape myrtles, matrilineal lines, and home.

From the June 2023 poetry archives.

Jul 03, 2024

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something about crape myrtles remind me of home

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maybe it’s because they line the streets of the neighborhood i grew up in and my parents still live, and without fail we admire every spring into summer. Famously the only thing that blooms.

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maybe it’s because of the word myrtle, both the place of frequent family vacatio…

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