Monthly Archives: March 2017

Jessica Mitford: Here I come!

by cheri I’ve decided to rescue my mother and father’s ashes from their joint grave at the Chapel of the Chimes cemetery in Hayward, California. How  to do this, I am not sure.  And I suppose I ought to run … Continue reading

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Crossing Moon River

by cheri block 1963 Wallflower, I. Growing along the banks of the 7th-grade gym, having tentatively planted myself there for stability, with other flat-chested girls whose buds had not bloomed, whose stalks were thin and green, whose flowers were years … Continue reading

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The sounds and hearts of the winged

by cheri sabraw When I was ten, I spent most of a morning fashioning a set of golden wings. Akin to making a kite, which my father Hugh had taught me to do, I designed a balsa wood skeleton, added … Continue reading

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