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Daddy’s Game by Amy Jo Sprague

I imagine you must’ve shut yourself off somehow–the way you’d eventually teach me to do– before you entered my room like a king’s shadow. I hear the scrape of your jeans your hands hot and big like swings; I’m young … Continue reading

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