PROMPT: HOW DID YOU GET HERE?
MY MOTHER WAS A BOAT
My mother was a boat.
I floated in her.
When she sailed across the corner at Broad Street and Vine
in northern Philadelphia near Temple University
on July 1, 1952,
a bent woman stopped her
in the middle of the intersection and said,
“You’re going to have an angel.”
I was born on July 16.
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