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Conversations with a Wasteland v1

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Desert: is hostile. The cacti are evolving to look like mutated humans. Their backs bend and twist into painful shapes; their fingers sprout like pin cushions. Remain ten feet away at all times.
Ely Thompson, May 6, 2020
I walk through gravel rivers looking for salvation. Empty house after empty house first barricaded, and now dilapidated. The [...]

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Birds

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The desert was quiet. There was no sound to it. All she could hear was the grind of old engines, the beating hearts of elderly pick up trucks. Men called to one another, and though their voices were muted she could see the exasperation in their lips, tongues, eye creases, and wound cheeks. When she [...]

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Green Beans

Friday, June 5, 2009

In the desert he salutes, but he blocking the sun not showing respect. He’s lost. The sand rips through his face. Blood is drinkable. Each step like quicksand. His feet sink and he reacts. His feet sink and he reacts. Foward march! He can hear them screaming. He doesn’t remember much. The glass begins to [...]

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