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2024-03-16
deadzone fields


I have an old man's hands dying in the silver decay of a thousand fields. A Cessna making an emergency landing on the Tuolumne River in November. Foggy streets of Modesto whispering with the ghosts of P.K. Rippers and Diamondback Silver Streaks.


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