Water is a gift of the earth dripping
from the rocks and the cliffs in the jungle
the animal bends down and cups his hands
liquid quenches his thirst
like hunger
he throws it into his fists
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Soaking up the rain and whipping spit of the waves, as he stood next to the ocean of my memory, a fire hydrant in a red windbreaker, glaring...
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"Well...that was dramatic." I didn't know what he meant until I saw the ink spilled everywhere and the moths in her hair like ...