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One Minute Thirty-Five Seconds
She wakes to a white-bellied blur, a frantic smudge of a bird looping the motel room. It jerks sideways like…
All and Sundry
Do not let your children stand in the shopping cart. Do not let them ride in the bottom of the…
Sweetie Come Brush Me
1. I jump on my bicycle and keep my head straight when I see the girls a grade ahead of…
Lines Left
My dad mowed the lawn every Saturday morning—weather permitting—for seventy-two years. Vacations were scheduled around it, plans turned down, brunches…
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