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Sunday, July 13, 2003

Glint

Afternoons like now, when there's sun in the red brick doorway across the street from here, I see a girl on the step. The sun gets into the bricks and along her throat. She keeps her eyes closed.

But here's a boy today, fine-furred on shins and thighs. It's also his sun. She opens her eyes, looks along and looks again and looks just away.

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