Tag Archives: J. D. Isip

The Vertical View of History Holds

Imagine turnip houses, the frail surface bodies not so much a hint at the sturdy globe below. All it shows are thin shafts of life, greeny walls so soft and translucent a warm breath may pass through like a visiting … Continue reading

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Contiguous We

Aisle 5, coffee and cereal, she reading green label guarantee the Ugandan they pick holly-like beads clustered, close— they are safe, she is safe, coffee is free trade, free thought, on sale. She says Please to me, to help, to … Continue reading

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