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Middle School Naima Hirsch How we climbed up the jungle gym Talia clunky clamoring for the highest perch Becca narrow-eyed leading by scoffing & me shoelaces dragging in the supposed safe wood chips. Once the boys came wind whipped in space between us & we forgot starlit secrets for caramel kisses It didn’t matter what we wanted (not that we knew to ask) Once the boys came & went Becca & Talia sunbathed in the wreckage. & I burned.

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The Paragon Journal - Issue Ten  

The Paragon Journal is an online literary journal that specializes in helping younger authors find their way in the literary world.

The Paragon Journal - Issue Ten  

The Paragon Journal is an online literary journal that specializes in helping younger authors find their way in the literary world.

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