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As a Weed in the Garden of my Life

Alarm Clock The morning arrived as they do…crowing. The night pauses, courteously giving way to the light, and the roosters are first to...

Body Aches and Moments of Giddying Joy

There’s the idea of today having been better, attributed to a tea drunk last night that El Patron called to his wife to put in front of...

First Day of Farm Work

Not even that plush mattress could keep me in the sunken place past five, when there was mud to play with like Demi Moore in Ghost making...

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