Tired Old Rebel

in endless march a floating child very last vestige of the embryonic army the powerful march of history violates your soil infiltrations of nests of thieves murder is committed with impunity on your fragile neck scars left by a carnivorous animal the U.S. colonial yoke this...

Sunflowers

“I'll meet you by the car in five,” I say, rushing through the door. We're late to a cemetery service for my godfather. The florist's corner shop looks cozy and inviting in the midst of...
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