Lengua by Jonathan Fletcher - Lunch Ticket
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Lengua by Jonathan Fletcher - Lunch Ticket
February 7, 2025/ Jonathan Fletcher My tongue betrays me. Though light pink, it may as well be white. I may as well be, too. Speak not of Peter Piper, Unique New York, great Greek grapes. Tell me of Pepe Pecas, Iquitos and Trujillo, Cusco and Arequipa. Feed me lomo saltado, aji de gallina, papas a la Huancaina. Like melting ice along the Andes, let them rub against my taste buds. Teach me my birth mother’s tongue. When I’m fluent, help me find h…
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