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Poetry Reading

The lines he wrote were scratched in ink, some smears along the margins.  Folded words he penned to her with loops of L’s and O’s in Bic he borrowed.  Rhyming words with silly pleas to never leave him, figures sketched … Continue reading

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Some Things My Father Taught Me

He showed me how to bait a hook with worms we pulled from backyard soil. We whistled blades of grass, then pried the hook from catfish mouths. He taught me how to make a pie with crust that’s flaky golden. … Continue reading

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The Funeral

Teacher and former teacher viewings draw students and former students to meet at the local funeral home, run by a graduate who married one, and whose children attended the same school.  They soulfully reminisce about classes and principals, commenting on … Continue reading

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