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Postscript: Post-COVID

Postscript: Post-COVID The school buses on route again, veering left at the hypotenuse of Angle Road. In school clothes a year outgrown, kids jostle & jockey into forgotten order. Parents cuss the school zones like it’s the end of summer. It just doesn’t feel like fall with its tang of Elmer’s paste, pencil shavings, Borax, […]

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