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Feb 2015
peeling potatoes with grandma, she tells me how grandpa used to do this for her. there's milk in the pan now & everything is one shade darker today. ashes & potato skins litter the kitchen floor.
gabriel bates
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gabriel bates  pittsburg, ks
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