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My Grandpa (exerpt)

My Grandpa (exerpt)by Kevin Ibarra

my grandpa was a hunter and passed away
a year ago. he blended like a deer and
he broke the antlers. then he stuck the
head and carved the date beside the mount.

he made a pick ax with
the horns…

…next put the 25th deer head on the barn.

 

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