Sacred House of the Human Spirit & the Meaning of Life
April 24th, 2018 | Reservation Trash | journalpulp | No CommentsShe drove him six hours into a small mining town in eastern Nevada, near the Utah border. During the drive he told her what had happened. She listened intently but did not speak. A green-colored half moon hung low in the sky, the horizon beneath it a band of xanthic light which glowed like something […]
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