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“I found him swimming in my bathtub,” Momma said. “And then he eeled his way in between the sopping wet tide banks, filling my sideways smile with a flood of tiny teeming tadpoles, one of which wriggled deep enough into clammy cove to sow its seed and nine months you crawled out of where he’d crawled into.”
Ginger Bangs
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great use of euphamisms!
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