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In my lunchbox,
my mother would
pack a bag of
bread crumbs. For when
I leave you in
the woods, she’d say.
Kidding, she’d say.
But there they were.
B r i a n C o o n e y
[in my lunchbox]
edited by Laura M. Kaminski
In my lunchbox,
my mother would
pack a bag of
bread crumbs. For when
I leave you in
the woods, she’d say.
Kidding, she’d say.
But there they were.
edited by Laura M. Kaminski