Tag: The South
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I felt the breath of God in Santeeby the shores of Lake Marionthe spiders like aliensweaving webs the size of quiltswhite and silk tapestries of insect threadjungle creatures with big, black eyesand I looked to the skyovercast and clouds a boilingthe wind blew through the treetopsknocking the leftover rains from…
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 