Category: Memory Scrawls
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I floated above the road from out of LipLock, Tejas earlier in the day and headed north, then east. I… Read more.
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I sat in the broken window and looked out onto the burnt grass and the weeds; the sun was gone,… Read more.
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After 37 beers and a carton of Strikes, down there below those swirling, curling lights of the Piccadilly-like carnival on… Read more.
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I broke the seal of the highway bottle, the greasy liquid shot of a place unlike Eden, a place called… Read more.
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I felt a Rikki Tikki Tavi ghost ship cut through my spleen as I walked across the lot and into… Read more.
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She is everywhere and all over it, a stellar angel chick, shocked me like socket sex, and then just as… Read more.
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Why is it now 10 million memories later That you appear When I feel my hand empty In a moment… Read more.
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Shattered windows cry like Sunday peacocks warning of the impending doom of glass Read more.
