Tracy Jo Freely climbed a tree one day. A plum tree. The big plum tree at the end of Miro Street.
"When are you coming back down?" her parents asked her an hour later.
"Never," said Tracy Jo.
He
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their ocean
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I witness
the other
strugglers
While they swim
forlornly for
their own
conclusions
I am drying my
skin
in the sun
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I witness
the other
strugglers
While they swim
forlornly for
their own
conclusions
I am drying my
skin
in the sun