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A new short story by Julie Odell in Foliate Oak Literary Magazine:
Wissahickonby Julie Odell
In her seventeenth summer, she came here often with her girlfriends, wandered through the woods in flip-flops until they found Devil’s Pool, where they’d swim in bikini tops and cut off shorts, lie in the sun and watch the boys dive off the rocks. She was skinny and long-haired then, and it was the most free she’d ever be, the water always cool, inviting her into its darkness, enveloping her like a cape. Two years later, she was pregnant with him. |
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by Gretta Maguire, Age 8
On the first day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
A turkey with a key.
On the second day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the third day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the fourth day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the fifth day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the sixth day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Six mashed potatoes, five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the seventh day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Seven delicious string beans, six mashed potatoes, five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the eighth day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Eight broccolis breaking, seven delicious string beans, six mashed potatoes, five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the ninth day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Nine butter pats buttering, eight Broccolis breaking, seven delicious string beans, six mashed potatoes, five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the tenth day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Ten pumpkin pies, eight broccolis breaking, seven delicious string beans, six mashed potatoes, five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the eleventh day of Thanksgiving my daddy gave to me
Eleven pilgrims dancing, ten pumpkin pies, eight broccolis breaking, seven delicious string beans, six mashed potatoes, five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.
On the twelfth day of Thanksgiving, I used my daddy’s key
To start twelve parade floats, eleven pilgrims dancing, ten pumpkin pies, eight broccolis breaking, seven delicious string beans, six mashed potatoes, five rolls of rolling, four gravies grieving, three bags of stuffing, two cans of cranberry sauce and a turkey with a key.