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the after-hours party in the church
broken up by ministers stern with handcuffs
friends and seventh-grade locker partners
lined up against the wall
spaghetti mob mentality
all want to give BIG BROTHER
a BIG BRUISING black eye
but who will swing
both ways when the time comes
to unsnap that snap, and stray
from the spread sheet cell.
"What's this? Trix? Aunt! Trix? You? You're after the prize! What
is it?" He picked up the box and studied the back. "A glow-in-the-dark
squid! Have you got it out of there yet?" He tilted the box, angling the
little colored balls of cereal so as to see the bottom, and nearly spilling
them onto the table top. "Here it is!" He hauled out a little cream-colored,
glitter-sprinkled squid, three-inches long and made out of rubbery plastic.
-- James P. Blaylock, "The Last Coin"
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