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Three Line Lunch: Living in the Past Tense

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 268

Living in the Past Tense 

My mom, creative and adventurous, used excitement to manage us unruly kids.
Going somewhere she’d rile us up with all her talk about how much fun we would have.
By destination I already looked forward to looking back on all the fun we were having.