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Day of the Dead

Buying a "new" truck and heading to St.Roch cemetary to put in my time.  Trying to breathe through the anxiety about tomorrow's election by remembering I am alive.  The smell of old bike tires, soft warm wood, and all our jessamin and sweet olive.  Tasting tea on the tongue.  One rose pink rose.  Dogs and their kind eyes and Annie.  The private language of felines including Sif.  Cigars and guns of boys with tattoos and sweet potato pie.  My mother and my father.  My sister and my lover.  Stars in the sky.