Listen Driving down a cracked dirt road storm clouds rolling in the pivots turn slow. On a grass field colored green and aged yellow a black pick-up truck sits and hums. A blanket in the bed, ignition killed by his callused hand. Passenger door opens, tailgate falls, he lifts her she crawls he follows silence.... Continue Reading →

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