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Adolescent

By Merrijane Rice

He’s full of cornered shelves, crammed cubbies, drawers ajar and spilling over— not quite fitting or filling his space. I want to shake him out— wipe away the dust, puzzle together a complete picture, display all his shining moments, matted and framed. He deposits life in sedimentary layers— slick seashells and broken stones, pencil stubs …

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