He was putting potatoes into my hands.

“What else you need. Salt?”

He stepped over a stack of plates. I moved around them.

“Here. This is good. You cook with this. No?”

The

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I heard boot steps on the stairs and 
we were gone.
Out past paint flecked white wicker into the forest, 
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Little Thomas and I are out in the yard, ripping up dead saplings by the roots so the wind won’t. Last week a gust sent a dry limb through the kitchen window. It took thirty minutes to

Headline: DON’T SAY MOVIE UNLESS YOU MEAN IT

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Author of Emily, Alone, Last Night at the Lobster, and Faithful: Two Diehard Boston Red Sox Fans Chronicle the Historic 2004 Season (with Stephen

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 – Walt Whitman

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He doesn’t float to the plate, just walks. A smattering of applause, what you’d expect on a Wednesday afternoon. “Now pinch hitting,” the announcer calls.

We look to the scoreboard, see what

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Asking husband why he can't lay down a bunt like he used to

Purchasing Swarovski crystal accented team logo tee

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