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purple penguin

We have a friend who has three kids.  (We are also slightly friends with his kids.)  Our friend told us they were all going to Purple Penguin.  This happened long ago. “Wow, what’s Purple Penguin?” I asked. “It’s a food truck, snow cone place,” our friend said.  “It’s just a silly thing the kids like.”… Read More »

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refuge

“Will you be my valentine?” I asked Ming. “Will you be my Thanksgiving?” he asked me. “Yeah!  I would be good at that!” I said.  “Every day!” Turkeys, feasts, fake pilgrims, buckle hats, hand-turkeys, my mom, stuffing, cliche arguments, dressing up fake, cranberry sauce, death, graveyard, flower, grave placard, Alfie’s fish & chips, my dad,… Read More »

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I love cicadas

rest Hey, reader Friend.  I was lying in bed–my feet were up on two pillows, and I was resting. That’s my favorite thing.  Ming visited me; then he left.  I had the fans turned off, and the ac was off. I was like, is it cooling down?  It’s almost August.  I had this little hope,… Read More »