River of Life
I stood, on the bank of the barren river felt the water running beneath my feet. My clothes stuck to dew, emanating from my pores. The river flow held the story already told. And I wondered: Could I...
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Ten, twenty, thirty years gone by – Do you remember the tears that seemed so important that day? Did you make sure to have it out with God? Did you burn the candle at both ends – Or did you take time...
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Every window of the train was a quarter of the way down because they do not go any further in coach. The empty seats, ripped, covered in avocado vinyl. On a train to Mexico City with my brother, our...
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