

Shachar in the Chaise Lounge"This is the first time I've seen her act Like a kid," Says the wife as her husbandShachar in the Chaise Lounge
Pulls Shachar in the little green wagon, Racing over sidewalk
Her knees pulled up to her chest and her Ponytail unraveling Laughing as her mother's friends Breathlessly watch. Shachar is eleven and almost A babysitter, Champion already of piggyback rides, Wearer of sparkly shoes, Idol of pink-clad preschoolers of Pico-Robertson, Friend of her mother, Shachar who came to dinner knowing She would be the only child there And came anyway
Because she
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Words are not capable of describing,
The injustice on this forsaken planet,
And I bet, as the end is nearing,
even the apocalypse can't cure it.
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... Every one has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film...
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