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in issue eleven
Scintillations
Playing Boggle
Seduction in the Snow
Curious Rain
The Opposite of Peas
Playing in the Vertical World
Bring on Broadway
(Parents)
Snorkeling Past Fear
You Won't Get Far
In Those Shoes
Legos
Freedom From Five Feet
Chasing Shadows
Mozzarella No More!
Letters FROM
My Younger Self
Moody Girl

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Dog Wearing A Cone
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Driving through the snow
        with my true love by my side,
soon a feeling of ribaldry
        crept across my musing mind.
I asked her if she ever had
      done the dirty deed in snow.
She told me that she never had
        but would give it her best go.

So we climbed out of our car
        into a deep secluded drift.
Nimbly then our clothes came off
        like we were opening up a gift.
Heartily we held each other,
        our buff-bare bodies all aglow
our little game of love,
        our seduction in the snow.

Tenderly I laid her
        our cold and snowy stop,
but her backside couldn't bear it,
        so she opted to be on top.
Men are funny kinds of creatures
        with some parts smaller than they think,
and as my bottom touched the ground,
        those parts began to shrink.

She giggled as I shivered
        feeling like a helpless jerk.
There would be no satisfaction
        from little parts that wouldn't work.