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My leg is Baja California. The Pacific Ocean kisses it. My tail is made of corn. My belly is rich with sunshine, the almonds of Central Valley, the grapes of Napa. My arms swim like salmon upriver. My head is cold, my thought is clear. I yawn and the earth breaks open like a walnut.

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There was a time when I walked around the house in cotton underwear, when I ate an entire cold, crisp, cucumber in the summer, when I fell asleep holding my grandmother's hand. There was a time when I remembered everything, when I remembered my age or if I told a friend a secret. There was a time when love was just a notion in my head, when life felt long like a myth that gets told and retold, when I was a girl trying to be a woman.