Category Archives: Boppin’

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After the grandchildren leave— and I am certain the same was true when their parents were their age— our carpets, in fact, all horizontal surfaces, are littered—nay, saturated— with what could be confetti, but is more likely small visible bits … Continue reading

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Tilting at snowfall (revised again)

Snow soon howls down wind carved broken moon sky cowled Queen glares knight lash armour tight wool cinch hoarse throat lungs bellow arsenal fire chant valedictory oath brave eye-spitting cold mount white walls warrior launch wide blade imperial charge screaming … Continue reading

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junk food

Terrible two was stuffing his face with salty yellow little biscuit fish-shapes. He would dump a handful into a glass bowl and stagger around, munching. Pulpy yellow biscuit would dribble down his chin and fingers into the glass bowl like … Continue reading

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