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Vilma Ginzberg

Returning Home after the Fire Evacuation

just one sleep in my own bed away from the 9-day fire evacuation to the city hotel I ache to ground myself here planting as symbol a...

Vilma Ginzberg

Evacuation Alert

I waken to the sky a peachy pink hue its beauty entrancing the black widow of weather I sense its danger the air thick to breathe and...

Vilma Ginzberg

Tinderbox

The fires have begun again in our tinderbox state of California. Last February, our usual rainy season, saw literally not one drop of...

Vilma Ginzberg

Rift Valley, Kenya, August 1989

Talking with a friend about the Black Lives Matter movement, it occurred to me that if indeed Lucy was the first humanoid, and she was...

Behind our masks

I cannot make out your delicate meanings and under my masked and muffled words you cannot hear the subtleties of mine denied hugs...