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The Minute I Realized I Was Old
Oct 31, 2022
came when smoothing out
wrinkles from the prior life
of a twelve by fifteen inch
rectangle of aluminum
foil. Now a small metallic
square reflecting our
lemon-painted kitchen,
I bury it in the wrapper
drawer, where it will
discuss reincarnation
with its plastic cousins.
Gary D. Grossman
The Knot, Fall 2022
