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Daily Archives: August 29, 2003
Hell is to the North
They say the way is often well-paved and leads down along the map. But I have wondered, lying listening to the constant rain, about the benefits of concrete and steel until it dawns on me. The say that Mecca is … Continue reading
Insomnia
at one a.m., when sleep won’t come and my thoughts ramble, loose in my head like marbles in a tin can, the night air still oppressive and thick under the carport where my cigarettes call out their siren’s song, silence … Continue reading