When summer takes wing

In the words of my dad, I am a whirling dervish, twirling circles to tie ends undone by long summer days and trips away, dirt tracked in, bins of toys and rooms switched. I am laundry folding, basement purging, packing for a mountain creek. I write ideas on the dry...

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