Raggedy Dutch-boy bangs
gray-pink cheeks
you chucked crabapples
hard, your two trees
for the whole neighborhood
Fighting on the tire swing, your
cut-offs yanked down, faded-denim
cheeks, exposed -- I ran
home but came back to finish
our "haunted house": blindfold
neighbor kids feeling jello
brains, spaghetti intestines,
peeled-green-grape eyeballs
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- julie
- This photo: Jane and me, mid 1960s, St. Paul, Great Grandma Bizjak's house, which became Great Aunt Doris's house.
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