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Blackberry Season

“Blackberry Season” The kids used to pick with me. Pick one Eat three. Their small smooth hands would grow tacky with ripe purple juice; and their kissable mouths became stained with sweetness. They methodically alternated between plucking the fat berries … Continue reading

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