The dog was dead. It had been dead for a while and, given the way these things went, would probably be dead for a while longer too. That was a small problem, really, when all was said and done. He loved the dog nonetheless and its being dead saved a […]
Monthly Archives: November 2016
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Blades revolving in internecine clashes killing light denying fleeting peace, assuring violent serenity in steel sweeps slicing with dismembering blows at already scattered limbs which long for convalescence between shafts of broken sun which show all but heal nothing
I was reading the other day about the militias that go down to the border and play soldier in the sand dunes. A mix between racism, paranoia, overdone patriotism, dressing up and just harassing random brown people – imagining that they’re all cartel bosses and hitmen. Border agency and police […]