Monthly Archives: July 2015

Aguije

It was so many moons ago, I came out the front door and into the dark night, I was lost, in a haze. I’d spent the day polishing mother’s adobe floor. ‘Mother’s adobe floor’ father always called it. “Ada, I

Aguije

It was so many moons ago, I came out the front door and into the dark night, I was lost, in a haze. I’d spent the day polishing mother’s adobe floor. ‘Mother’s adobe floor’ father always called it. “Ada, I