is the Love Child of Robert Hayden and Federico García Lorca.
Oh, there's a poem in there somewhere. ;)
what if he's found 100 years from now, still alive, unaged, with a claim that he spoke with GOD and sets off to start his own religion in Utah?
I'm going to hell too. There's a picture of Pope John Paul II behind the bar at the Foxhead. I cannot drink there comfortably since I've noticed it. Every time I'm there, I feel like he's asking me to rescue him from that smoky, beer-sotted dive. And I never have the nerve to do it.
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