GRIZZLY PEAR

written snapshots

How can you find pleasure in a popsicle when your brother is howling in sorrow?

He spilled a drop of that sweet, sweet yogurt drink.

She promptly wiped it up.
When she turned around,

He licked the table.

Not fast enough.
“No more snacks!”

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A big wagon for unloading, one may undertake something.