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Kristina England<\/h1>\n

Black and White<\/span><\/h2>\n

If I told my three-year-old nephew,
\n<\/span>the earth is square<\/span><\/em>,<\/em>
\n<\/span>he\u2019d believe in rotating corners,
\n<\/span>the edge of the world,
\n<\/span>and bounce plastic boxes
\n<\/span>instead of balls.<\/span><\/p>\n

Kristina England<\/span><\/strong> lives, writes, hikes, and sails in Worcester, Massachusetts.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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