My British immigrant mother didn’t oversee our swimming lessons. Having grown up poor, visiting the kind of beaches where you’d make a fire and boil tea to warm up, she was scared of the water. Instead, it’s one of the very few things I… Continue Reading “Poetry at the Border: Leona Sevick”
mapping the nest
A selfish poet
I make photographs and poems to please myself (and share them to please you).
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