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By chris Date: 2007 May 07 Comment on this Work [[2007.05.07.20.43.16888]] |
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One day after Cinco de Mayo - Seis de Mayo? Not exactly. We come home yesterday to the neighbor blasting "Margaritaville" in his back yard. The cashier at the grocery store wistfully mistakes my No Fear Energy Drink for a Tall Boy. Alcohol is in the air - better not light any matches... The grasses may have greened up on the bajadas and mesatops, but all hangs on here by the thinnest-of-threads-getting- thinner. The silkworms are liars. Yet we go on - soaking in the present, living always with the knowledge of fire. |