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Vilma Ginzberg

Oct 13, 2020

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...

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Vilma Ginzberg

Sep 10, 2020

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...

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Vilma Ginzberg

Aug 24, 2020

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

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Vilma Ginzberg

Aug 12, 2020

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...

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Jul 10, 2020

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

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