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“I’m Mrs. Burns-Cooper,” said the woman, “and after this, well, it’s all right this time, because it’s your first time, but after this time always use the back entrance.” There is a pear in my icebox, and one end of rye bread. Except for three Irish potatoes and a cup of flour and the empty Christmas boxes, there is absolutely nothing on my shelf.
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Poetry
KP • 1 card
STILL, they dreamed.
Julie Otsuka • The Buddha in the Attic
favorite poems
Alara • 4 cards
Aren’t we all still quivering
like tuning forks
with the shock of being,
the shock of being seen?
like tuning forks
with the shock of being,
the shock of being seen?