One Story Houses
I always returned under the radar, drove past places familiar and vivid with story. What I mean by that is land-mine memory I would sneak into town into safe houses, accept clandestine welcome. What I mean by that is I avoided “home” at all costs This time I wanted to walk boldly in the comfort of middle …
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