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Spots – a poem
When you come back to Union City, there are spots that people warn you about. New spots. Layered over the old ones. The new generation and the elders know them; you know a spot when you were there to hear wind carry the news. In that moment, the where isn’t as important as the who…
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The Campesino/ Sk8r Boi from “Daddy Issues”
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