Evergreen
Trudy Pushpin
can you smell him? he smells like mothballs. can you feel that net? i was so young then. he grew old and couldn't play with them. and my brother would always give them away to the man with the jungle in his backyard and a train set in his garage. you see, no one drove us then, and his mother broke her hip three times. serves her right. her son killed monarchs, and other things i liked to watch fly.
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