Ask our neighbor Kenny, or or my husband Bruce, what I thought about the new neighbors and they’ll tell you I was suspicious, to put it mildly. I’d heard a…
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Ask our neighbor Kenny, or or my husband Bruce, what I thought about the new neighbors and they’ll tell you I was suspicious, to put it mildly. I’d heard a…
DAY OF THE DEAD I watch the earth boil and break bright green pushing up row upon row, an army risen to stand at attention until its cut. Wheat shoots…