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Wide, open, free lay the land,
Extending to far horizons.
The sandy red tract stretches
Far and strange and lonely,
Bordered by low wild plants
And unknown herbs
With…
Daisy:Honestly, Boolie. Are you trying to irritate me in the middle of an ice storm?She hangs up the phone. Light out on her. Boolie stands a moment in wonder. Light out on him. In the dark we hear…
[…] In my confusion
I didn’t know how to answer my detractors, those
who brand me
a poseur because I pronounce the c in the Castilian manner or I say fellow instead of guy (I love)
miscegenations
(pe…