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Going Home

You go back to the place you grew up and find it’s changed houses and bars that are no more the ones still standing,  unrecognizable and you see her now, the teen beauty of your youthful dreams a cocktail waitress … Continue reading

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Reunion

I saw her at the ’84 reunion a little older, a little grayer, the first fine lines on her porcelain face;   inhabiting the body of a stranger while here in the yearbook we are all preserved; the teen beauty … Continue reading

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Going Home

You go back to the place you grew up and find it’s changed houses and bars that are no more the ones still standing,  unrecognizable and you see her now, the teen beauty of your youthful dreams a cocktail waitress … Continue reading

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