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Chicago is chic ago

Ma and I are packing for Chicago. We
gonna go to the AWP conference, also known as the Association of Writing Pigs. Ma is gonna pack our pig cause she’s afraid there will be a bacon shortage in Chicago. It’s chic ago, ma says. What a stupid name for a city. Barack Obama is from Chicago and so are penguins and purple dinosaurs. Anyway, when we return, ma hopes she’ll be a real writer. The kind of writer that inspires people to rethink their daily lives and bake bread. The day that happens, I say, I’ll kiss a pig. Ma leans close. I pucker my lips and the bacon hasn’t even left building.



I'm not real, but I'm a writer.

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