My Super Sister
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My Super Sister

When we were little, my father had a plastic milk crate of comic books, leftover from his childhood, which were stashed in a sliding cupboard in the dark, old paneling of the basement. Most of the comic books were about Spiderman and Batman and whoever-else-MAN, but, a few were about a dark-haired Amazon named Diana. … Continue reading

A toast
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A toast

Here’s to a summer Like the summer Of the girl I saw A few days back, Making her way downtown (As the song goes). Maybe fourteen years old, She moved slowly down the sidewalk With a friend, both in sandals and yoga pants. They walked with enough determination That I knew there was a destination … Continue reading