 Today's Pan(dem)ic Poem.
We wait for the streetcar. We try not to stand too close to the edge, not too close to each other, and fail. Someone fake-coughs. The crowd parts like the Red Sea before Moses to let him pass. I have to laugh. Others glower at me. This is serious business. It is.
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A little about myself:Hello there and thank you for visiting my website! I have lived in Spain, Mexico, France and the United States, but now make my home in Germany. I have a Ph.D. in Literary Studies and a Master's in TESOL, and have published several books for children, among them El Loro Tico Tango and El Fandango de Lola, a 2012 Ezra Jack Keats Honor Book. As a writer and an artist I'm in constant conversation with my own anxious mind even as I celebrate the joyful possibilities of our crazy, incomprehensible world. Archives
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