On the eve of our nineteenth year, the sky cracked, its molten innards sloshing to and fro, its boiling yolk slipped out as our lips cried for home. “Stand, stand, stand,” said the boy. “If ...
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Ode to the ZIP Code poetry contest now accepting entriesTOLEDO, Ohio (WTVG) - Organizers have announced they are now accepting entries for the 10th annual Ode ... of the poem is determined by the corresponding digit of the ZIP code. For example ...
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