When We Were Small
Once a neighbor teen strung me up, noosed rope from a tire swing around my shoulder and tightened, me a small fry girl a human tire swing.
Once a neighbor teen strung me up, noosed rope from a tire swing around my shoulder and tightened, me a small fry girl a human tire swing.
When the man who is large takes your hand you must go, your mother at your back like a shovel. Scuffing your shoes, you gain balance and enter The Mouth, as you consider it…
Maddy Procter stood in the boys’ bathroom. Nobody pulled their pants down.
He had a chance to open the cellar when his grandmam wasn’t watching.
He had a chance to open the cellar when his grandmam wasn’t watching.
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