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Port Deposit 1965

When I was very small I had a friend Whom I called Ducky, which was apropos Because he was. My sister would pretend That he was just a toy; he wasn’t, though. To prove to her that Ducky could, too, … Continue reading

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The Girl In The Box

The box stood open on the floor Her mom and dad were at the door When inspiration hit her: Hide! She pulled the lid shut from inside And giggling with three-ful glee Imagined her folks’ faces: She Had disappeared! And … Continue reading

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