Sure Footing

27 May

I get a bit more confident every second I stand flat footed. My momma thinks I look like a baby on stilts. A very strong one. But I recognize the faster I can figure out this standing business, the sooner I can run to away from Brother.

Dirty feet. Sprinklers. Stoops. Humid hair. Butterfly sleeves. It must be summer.

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