Artifact

Posted on May 5, 2015 by

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The wagon was so small, my mother assembled it on the kitchen table, holding the bolts in her mouth like stubby cigarettes, she built it to last but it’s gone, buried in the attic with the torn stuffed bear he called Billy.

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  1. What a great visual, and such a wistful tone. Wonderful, Jan!

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