I won't let this happen to my childrenThe end.
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Saints in GoldNewport was just a detour. I had planned to wander the faded shops and watch the traffic. My dad, visiting a wounded friend, he said, encouraged me to come with him, and so I soon found myself listening to a confused conversation of broken Russian and English erupting the intercom of an old apartment building. Then an elevator ride, a hug from a stranger, and the offering of a glass of water from a woman with white hair and wrinkles. Their apartment was small yet sophisticated. There were rich burgundy tapestries and saints cast from gold to palliate the starkness of the otherwise bare walls. A smog of words thick with consonants settled in tSaints in Gold
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The Cemeteryyes we could stop the world's end but I think we'll save some souls insteadThe Cemetery
the argument for victory magnified, and now it reads insanity, the very same the helpless plead as they stand on trial
the battlefield, a self-procliamed hall for wanted spartan fame whose endless rooms are filled with names and epitaphs spelled MIA
yes we could stop the world's end but I think we'll save some lives instead with bullets travelling towards our heads its only harder to admit we're wrong
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Red BalloonsI. Descending from the womb and uncomfortable, Max is crying. Picasso is crying too, watching his brother’s birth, a reflection in some metal machinery that’s saved maybe five or six lives. The nurse, unconsciously able to drown out the newborn’s wailing, hears Picasso’s muffled cries that otherwise, go unnoticed. Picasso may or may not realize what he is doing. Max is disgusting and unfathomable, in his mother’s think red silt, in his father’s pale strong arms. The Uncle with the diamond encrusted Rolex, the same uncle filing the whole thing, would later recall, perhaps only to woo some nameless, faceless lover, how the rosy drops of dawn leRed Balloons
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