Wednesday, June 27, 2018

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I drove to school watching the people cross the street, the dog walkers, the parents holding their children's hands. The guy glued to his phone as he navigated my neighborhood, the woman who waved when I stopped to let her by.
Through the gate there was so much cheer. The parents looked at each other with weariness in our eyes. We held our children tight, so tight.

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