My house has the biggest elephant ears I’ve ever seen. They line the garden bed behind the back window, and each morning heart-shaped leaves as big as beach balls stand far above my hips. The sun feels personal during Texas summers. Like a toddler who woke up angry, hurting, needing to be acknowledged. Impossible to ignore.
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My house has the biggest elephant ears I’ve ever seen. They line the garden bed behind the back window, and each morning heart-shaped leaves as big as beach balls stand far above my hips. The sun feels personal during Texas summers. Like a toddler who woke up angry, hurting, needing to be acknowledged. Impossible to ignore.