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junior was the big boy who lived across the street. he was the tallest mexican I had ever seen. we were both 13 and never talked. he lived in the yellow house with his graying parents, who were old as crickets. junior was their youngest of four. the small bungalow house was on the corner of mistletoe and mcCullough. its lonely dirt lawn kept company with a dying live oak. they had an endless parade of animals that came with the holidays: dogs in the summer, rabbits and chicks for Easter, dove...

carry me honey bunny to hop these hills where a sweet tossed dispersement is burnt through the distance of words, add total sunlight wide on an azure plus reflecting heaven and allowing a change in desire's golden front. those night objects fingering beginning light move in a frequency of hues harmonizing, moving, exhausting themselves eternally. Thus to give to fire is beautiful gluttony, and the sum of all final finalities. take me in the coat of your wild rabbit hands diving into deeper gr...

blossoms of our magnolias ignite the color rising over death and days flushes over your face like a red dawn. expired your deep breath in the course of ranged echos that hollowed through the glass of me like a choir outside magnolia street so quiet the fresh year and the january slowly siphoned the precipitous calidity down from the bone of us. hegira with excuse and regret i drew fire and watched you run demolishing me back into the darkness, the smoke, and the ash.

junior was the big boy who lived across the street. he was the tallest mexican i had ever seen. we were both 13 but never talked. he lived with his mother and his father who were as old as crickets and just as quiet too. They had a dog named Bobo, who was about the only friend that Junior had. Junior was strong as a bear. His hands were the size of plates and when he fixed his minotaur eye on you, there existed an eternal vacuum. Junior who was younger than me by a month would sometimes run ...