"Can I get you anything?" Granny Marion asked from the kitchen. "I'm afraid I don't have much here."
"I'm alright," I called back to her, tugging at the neck of my varsity jumper. I'd realised on
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We became a hyphenated word like
honky-tonk, long-term, six-pack, full-time
We dropped the dash
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My name is Zach, and I don't have a treehouse.
My new neighbor, Oliver, has an amazing treehouse built just for him. He's so lucky.
What I have is a stack of unread library books and a LOUD
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It wasn't fair. EJ had found him, brought him home, set up a comfy, warm bed of hay in the basement; she'd even named him. But from our first encounter on that cold January night, Mister Peepers only ... [+]
I am rarely in a pub
I had never been in Kerry
but that evening I found myself
in a pub in
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Elephants use their ears as fans;they're so much bigger than a man's.They scatter pesky flies with ease,and really stir up quite a breeze.This dog is called a Basset Hound.His tummy almost skims the ... [+]
The children don't understand.
The sweets they pine for are not squeezed from the machine with stripes intact. No—they must be painted on, by hand, with so much care. It is almost unimaginable
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She calls it a "do."
She had, she says, a bit of a "do."
And in that short word,
Accompanied with
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Jai placed the newspapers he'd rolled and wrapped in plastic into a trailer attached to his bike. He put more papers in a canvas shoulder bag. It was early morning as he set off on his paper run. Most ... [+]
"Three of hearts," the demon says. He's lounging on Joseph's bed, deck of cards in his hands and shirt riding up over his stomach. He glances up, fangs flashing in a bright grin as if he can feel ... [+]
their ocean
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I
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Ice cream at bedtime,
Aunt Betty's the best!
She knows in the summer
it's hard to find rest
when faced with hot sheets,
hot pillows, hot bed,
no place cool enough
to lay a hot
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One of the children believes
that wasps can be short-sighted.
She's frightened of them,
so we
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I wake, creaking
the room is cold
the house is silent
the day waits
I tell myself to get up
the
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My aunt ran a shelter for ghosts
all kinds: shades, spooks, specters
seekers seeking hauntable
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I used to find it hard to lose at chess.
I'd watch in disbelief the check and mate,
think through
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Down by the red brick wall
Where the trains used to run
She waits for me.
She's got he
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