This is a repeat of Day 12 of my 2021 Sealey Challenge, but I'm grateful for the chance to read it again. Zamora's Solito was published in September to much acclaim, and he'll be visiting our local independent bookstore next month. I don't know whether I'll be able to go see him. I'd like to read the latest book, and in the meantime, his poetry has been my companion all day today. Lemon trees and lizards, the thirst, the desert, the pain and fear. The hurt and hope.
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