by Oscar Baker | Apr 11, 2018
I’m at my mothers wake. My heart still feels shattered. I’m a shell of myself with no time to mourn, I’m still trying to make sure all the guests are taken care of. I have to make sure my elders don’t slip on the icy driveway and steps. My sogi Vina (aunt) says a...
by Oscar Baker | Nov 22, 2017
I was just a toddler when I’d ask mom to tell me the story of Moses again and again. I’d be sitting bedside with my little brown feet swaying, wide eyed as I heard the tale of Moses floating away in a basket surrounded by reeds. When I was seven I was already aware...
Recent Comments