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Tag: free verse

  • NaPoWriMo 28: Northern Summer

    Northern Summer I want to go swimming in the brook like we used to, getting lost in time until we couldn’t feel our fingers and toes, only getting out when our lips turned blue. Wrapped shivering in towels we’d try to get warm on a rock in the sun, talking and giggling and imagining. The no-see-ums…

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