While making coffee,
I hear drip, drip, drip. Oh no!
The pantry's flooded.
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A view of the ocean. A car containing sand and soggy wetsuits. A house full of books, boys, laundry and love. A poem, a picture, a rumination.
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- When Parents Text
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