Worm’s-Eye View “Things are changing too fast,” says the grandmother, 73. “She doesn’t have to use the new things,” says the daughter, 15, digital native, born in the third month of a new millennium. The Thinkers say we’ve progressed as much
Eleven Things I Did Not Write a Poem About
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Deep Thoughts from the Back Seat (A Haiku)
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Broken Pastry
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