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I stuff scarecrows at the Pumpkin Fair, in a make-believe competition with her daughter to stuff the most straw into sleeves. Her husband smokes a cigar, taps the ash onto her back. Accident, she tells me. But you, you're so good with her. It's just straw, I say.
Randall Brown
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This reminds me of that string game children play or used to play where the string is weaved between the fingers in different patterns. This is one strange model of inter-connectedness, deceptively simple as a whole, yet complex and haunting as it unravels in the mind.
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