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Little River, Travelled Twice Over

Little River, Travelled Twice Over by Megan Baffoe

Before she was lost to us I read my grandmother’s old diaries to her—it would help her remember, the doctor said. In the few months before she passed I did so every evening, albeit with increasingly feeble faith in the task.

Today I toss them—vapid misused page after vapid misused page—into the sea.

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