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Tag: Wife
Not a breath of air
The days of Miami Vice and Sonny Crockett when the humidity was high and so was I, so were we both.
The silence of the dead is deafening
When I was twelve years old I rode my bike twenty miles to sit at my brother’s grave. I talked to him through the earth. I asked him if he could hear me.