Tag Archives: Jenna Park

Climate Change

If it’s gonna rain I’m only gonna like it if it’s gonna pour. Back home every evening we’d get a pounding, I mean a serious onslaught of storm. Everything here is too tentative, even the weather is uncommitted. Once the … Continue reading

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The Singer

Never fall in love with a singer. She’ll never settle for the nine-to-five dream. She’ll have big eyes and a rich, textured voice, even just when she says, what do you want for dinner, or, don’t wait up. She’ll like … Continue reading

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