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The tree out back should have some, she said.

Oranges tasted sweetest when eaten on the roof of my mother's house. They peeled easiest when my bare feet swung over the bathroom window. I pitched the seeds toward Doña Ana's house and imagined roots clawing their way through the asphalt road commissioned by a foreign governor, past the trodden road of Spanish horses to the sacred sites of a now-dead tribe. There, they siphoned water to mother the fruit set aside for a hungry girl.

The ones on top are always the sweetest, she said.

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Since 2006, Iowa Writes has featured the work of Iowa-identified writers (whether they have Iowa roots or live here now) and work published by Iowa journals and publishers on The Daily Palette. Iowa Writes features poetry, fiction, or nonfiction twice a week on the Palette.

In November of 2008, the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) designated Iowa City, Iowa, the world's third City of Literature, making the community part of the UNESCO Creative Cities Network.

Iowa City has joined Edinburgh, Scotland and Melbourne, Australia as UNESCO Cities of Literature.

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This poem originally appeared in Volume 5, Number 1 of 100 Words, a journal published by the University of Iowa's International Writing Program between 1993 and 1998. Each piece in the journal had to be 100 words or fewer, and each issue had a theme. This issue's theme was "On Memory."

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