So I walk away. When the birds chirping outside of the window put me on edge- I know I have to do something… else. I put all of my work aside (that was making me cry too). I go for a long, long walk from one end of Rosarito Beach to the other and all …
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The squid skin horse on the beach- Blue Roan anywhere else
I saw a horse on this beach.It was the same color as all the colors you see in the picture accompanying this text.The horse was the whole beach itself running around and around on a lead.In the late afternoon sun the animal was shifting between rusted metal, pale smoke, misty blue sky, wet and dry sand, sloppy …
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struggling to compose
the cancerous morning air BQE traffic destroys me at a cellular level every morning – five days out of the week and when i come home from office places i feel murder brewing hard behind the bones of my face turning to a sick jade death mask i dont want to breathe i am tired of cigarette …