Running Away at Seven Years Old Neysa Rogers
your soles and hands will slip on pink bicycle wheels, tassels, grips. sweat will rain on uncreased skin. appreciate the balance of what was then.
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expect muggy & undrifting air, a hover of no-see-ums that tug on your hair. make sure to leave crumbs and pack clean socks and underwear, chapter books to rest on big rocks, and a bat to fight off crooks. a bike can only take you so far until you remember who you are.
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