Tag: Water

Sandy Refugee

This morning while in Horsham, PA, I was dipping a tea bag in a Styrofoam cup of semi-hot water.  I had slept in a bed that was not my own, taken a shower at the hospital the night before, then eaten a turkey sandwich from a 24 hour convenience store for dinner.  I had received

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My Story is Mine

A few years ago I read a wonderful book called The Book of Salt by Monique Truong. In this novel, a Vietnamese servant named Binh recalls his experiences of living in French colonized Vietnam. His employers are the writers Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas. There comes a point when the writers presume to narrate

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