Angeline
Issue #71
Winter 1996-97
She is not an ordinary Baby, but a lump of coal. Grown-ups glance at her And look away. Only the children Stare. Their parents tell them Not to point. When Angeline’s mother Wheels her stroller Into the bakery Everyone falls...
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