Mimosa. Mi. Mo. Sa. Flowers like fans. Leaves like feathers. A scent like an old girlfriend's perfume: Faded and potent, dazzling and elusive. Mimosa, mimosa, mimosa.
Friday, October 02, 2009
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- I've lived in Portland, OR since 1993. I received my MFA from Bennington College in 2005. My short stories have appeared in Silk Road, The Portland Review, and pacific REVIEW.
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