Solidarity is pissing in adjacent stalls. A godly marriage is a throuple with Christ. Dude was a real trove of sword lore. We cheered for the biracial babies. At the racist wedding, the pastor praised Korean cars & submissive wives. Cousins snuck liquor into the dry reception while sober Christians gnashed their teeth. So began the diaspora. One spent a year in Singapore; another posted pics from Botswana. Were we the first to get divorced? At least on that side of the family. For twelve years she was my grandmother too. Remember how we buried her in the rain, & how afterward we ate crab cakes. ————————————– Alexa Vallejo called us from Philadelphia, PA. voicemailpoems.org/submit/ facebook.com/voicemailpoems x.com/voicemailpoems bsky.app/profile/voicemailpoems.bsky.social instagram.com/voicemailpoems