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A poem where each line ends with a word made from the letters of the single word title A weight barely bearable of being a parentHeavier than pushing a pramHarder than standing betwixt the world and my teenLift, lift each day on repeatMy love is a tender tether mistaken for a trapAs what was my
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Uncle Lawrence was snoring. The twins, Seth and Sam, were pretending to enjoy the game. Freddy was talking to Parker. Parker was scrolling on her phone. Mom and her sister Auntie Jacks were cleaning up in the kitchen. Dad was still dead. And I was contemplating exit strategies.Where was Shona? Ducking out of Post Thanksgiving
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