E.J. Antonio Matriarch someone sang for me from behind her teeth the sound of blood’s rush called me from…
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In the crisp clear air of winter nipping at autumn’s backside, the neighbor’s persimmon tree stands two and a half…
Curator’s Statement – Lorraine Currelley It was my honor to curate Mom Egg VOX Gallery, January…
My name is winter hanging on the hem of spring A mandarin red My mother’s name is long road blues…
The Mom Egg Vol. 8 2010 “Lessons” Selections Get the Issue LANGUAGE CLASS (written on Qualla Boundary; for…