Category: Fiction & Poetry
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The First Son
“Never once was Jonah told to be careful.”
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Boys in the Bloodlight
He had sons, all dead or gone to hell, and one boy they said was no…
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The Pale Fires of El Llano Estacado
They rode like wolves and struck like lightning and vanished like smoke. And the Apache, for…
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The Womb and the Wall
“The vial lay atop her dresser, open, half full still, the label worn by sweat but…
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A Quiet in the Smoke
He smelled wood and cordite and the last supper’s lard still caking the pan.
Ramblings & Revelations 