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Nothing in this head but letters to the dead The hollow hell of yellow hills I berate the dirt and… Read more.
It was as if I was somehow always on the precipice between darkness and light and could just not get… Read more.
Those barriers, those watch towers, those rows of razor wire are grim reminders of human selfishness, the God negative and… Read more.
I told him I wanted to go to Juarez. He asked why. I told him I wanted to submerge myself… Read more.
For the battles break you at times. There. Over those hills I look out at the far gone on the… Read more.
I rang the doorbell again, but was I really expecting a dead woman to answer? My thoughts had gotten ahead… Read more.
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