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At the Lake House, We Skip Rocks

At the Lake House, We Skip Rocks Annie Marhefka At the lake house, we skip flat rocks on flatter liquid surfaces, laugh when the wrist launch goes awry and the rocks skip upwards instead of outwards, kerplunk into the lake’s stomach. We lay flannel blankets on grass and pick at singular blades to see if the others notice one’s been plucked from the fused fabric of their field. We take the boat out and cut the motor. We can hear […]

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