Author: Aaron Echoes August
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Grandmama smoked cigarettes, the smoke swirling as the red-wing black birds she watched fluttered like ruby UFOs in the big… Read more.
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It was at a Red Lobster restaurant on the outskirts of Peoria, Illinois when the nervousness really kicked in. I… Read more.
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In a town called Shithole, Wyoming Where all good dreams skid, crash, and die The interstate exhaust hangs thick in… Read more.
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She was eating a banana in the produce section. I noticed because I’ve really been into the color yellow lately.… Read more.
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There are broken bones on the floor of the pharmacy. Some poor soul with a banana phone steps over intricate… Read more.
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The wetness of the town out there As I sit at the window in the coffee shop The soft clank… Read more.
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In a cold and dark windy hallway called my deepest sighI look out upon the swaying, bubbling skychampagne sunsets turn… Read more.
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And it was the crack of a symmetrical dawn lepers hanging clothes with no sleeves legless pants heartless armor the… Read more.
