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Canyon

I mount the mule, settle into my chaps, pull up my bandanna. The cowboy cloth, I thought only an accessory,

Eternal Torment The memories of the moments we regret, Are the memories and the moments that haunt us forever. Hesitation

Chocolate as a means of murder? (Image by aleksandra85foto from Pixabay ) Death by Chocolate A man wants my take

Image by Annie Spratt from Pixabay It was you and I, Then; That summer I took $100 And bought a

Image by Andreas Lischka from Pixabay I drove back 382 miles and 39 years To what’s no longer a home.

Wear cotton masks where’er you go stay miles away from strangers Wash hands til they turn cracked and red Report

The dogwood I planted last year has sprouted darts, rocks piled on the side, boastful testaments, to pick and shovel,

Photo used under a Creative Commons license from flickr user R. Miller. I Want a Leader I want

The dappled willow thrived where the waterlogged yellow cypress had withered. “They’ll drink all the water you can give

It was the right time For the longest hug. Had my nephew fathomed the death of his own