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When I Was Younger RAY GONZALEZ When I was younger, I believed in the collar lizards that overran the desert. It took forty years for them to disappear. When I go home, now, all I see are tiny geckos, blinking faces that don’t belong here. What has brought them to replace the lizards I chased as a boy? Who decides the invasion of geckos is enough to erase the past and chase those quick lizards away? The geckos cling to brick walls and old doors, pretend it is fine to flash at flies and bugs that go by, blinking in a world where there are no childhood friends, only a pair of elderly men sitting on a bus bench, pulling out their ancient matchboxes to boast and compare their withering collections of old lizard tails. ♦ ♦ ♦ ...

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