Uncle Sam
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Reborn on the Fourth of the Flies
Kirby looked at the van parked in his driveway and nearly had to shield his eyes because it was so blaring in color and flare. “My God,” Kirby said. “Are we going to go drink and try to kill you in this thing?” Continue reading
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Born on the Fourth of the Flies
In a pink and salty green desert town in one of the new states, adobe Spanish churches thrust their steeples heavenward, the tips vaporously scraping against the cold blue veil and its cotton-ball clouds glued there like a childhood art project about life. Down one of the hot, dry, and murderous streets named Olive, a… Continue reading
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