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In the corners of the desert whispers drain out as sweat becomes the turpentine from unnecessary movement   desert flowers draw on moisture in the air   bones lost in storms become the crossroads of the hunted   each direction is an unknown destination while the lost and stubborn follow the moon   tears stain … More STEP THIS WAY

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The clouds were squared up in misted puffs, moving in silent streams, blocking all evidence of an earlier blue sky where sunlight passed through leaded glass. Hands cut from stone, prepare for the storm.  Clothes from line are grasped like children walking too close to fire.  The winds begin to speak; its inertia not always … More PREPARE