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DNA Part One: It Begins

I have a 23andMe DNA kit and I’m not afraid to use it! If you follow my blog or know me a little more than most—like the way one may “know” Nutella after eating half a container—then you’ll know that I am adopted. Orphaned, then adopted. I literally made it 40 years not knowingContinue reading “DNA Part One: It Begins”

Poem: No New Day

The days return familiar moments eyelashes point at paper no words can dance on flower faces open look inside the window fingers weave the story of us a braided rug used to cover the blemish On my shoulder you perch squawk as a chore, as a word to cross off Your kiss is a temporaryContinue reading “Poem: No New Day”