The boots and radios faded until the only sound was Sage’s heart pounding in her ears. Her mind filled with images of guns and blood and her favorite people lying lifeless in the hall.
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It’s like some Greek or Roman tragedy in the sky, the gods battling among themselves and thunder rolling down from the clouds, an occasional lighting bolt striking at our feet.
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Your empty shoulders as
I whisper silent words of
Love and longing in your
Lonely, unadorned ear….
i met you at the heather-field trying to sing sunday girl as loud as
possible without scaring the neighbours and the people all in the field
There are people I would die for. There are people I would die for.
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There, 10 x 4 position just like I was taught 65 years ago. Wonder if that’s where they got that 10 – 4, just about the only thing that’s OK when you’re old.
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My neighbor, true to his word,
brought an ax and felled the tree at its stump
He was right, of course.
Until we see each other again
when the Wind blows,
Your Loving Father, Job