January 2013
At The Playground My four year old doesn’t play with other kids; he lives in his imagination throws his hands in the air, fingers writing the sky like tiny birds and when the other children turn and stare, I want to tell him to stop doing that to just ride down the damn slide, swing on the swings, like everyone else but he is only being himself, someone I am still not comfortable with.
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The Art & Soul of Greensboro
— Steve Cushman
January 2013
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