The snowflakes fall, tumbling to the ground on cold winter days. The children play, throwing snowballs on cold winter days. The fires sputter, scattering sparks above on cold winter days. The birds huddle, on the telephone wires on cold winter days. Meanwhile, I stay inside, watching all this happen on cold winter days.
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First Rips ~Kyra Patterson
Clouds of chalk and the thought of how sore my aching muscles were from the past hour and a half float about the heavy, humid air. “Ready?” my coach asks, pulling me back to reality. I notice the exhausted look on her face. I nod in response, throw my arms back, lunge forward, […]
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