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note: Antarctica photos courtesy of Matthew Spencer, taken by Joseph Peeples, his grandfather.

Re: December 12

And my birthday
Like a piglet¹, lay
On a brown paper towel
Or a tiny plate

Holy
In its glossy coat

One year ago I turned twenty-one. My brother took me out to a wine bar in Pasadena. Matthew bought me a book of poems. I saw Alisha for the first time since she had returned form Sierra Leon. Jordan, Alisha, Daniel, Matthew, and I sat and ate delicious appetizers and wine. Then more people I love came (James was there!?!?). Jenna brought me beautiful orchids. We went to Lucky Baldwin’s and rattled on for hours and felt happy.

So much has happened since this day. Off the top of my head: I had two art shows, began writing this blog, fell in love with tastey beer, roaches bred and crawled all over my body every time I sat down in my apartment, friends graduated and moved away, I moved into a tiny and lovely new apartment, got and became a beyonce, met some very tender people, participated in UB3, got a baby cat, and I am about to finish my super-senior semester/undergraduate degree.

2007 was epic. Thank you twenty-one.

Dear 2007, if you were a person, I would give you a hug. If you were a cat, I would kiss you on the eye. But you are a year. You have different parts.

¹puerquito or cochinito, soft molasses cookies shaped like pigs