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Johnny Bomb

snowy clothespins

Two days ago, down by the acequia

It’s talking to me now, this excerpt from an old piece. Maybe some of you remember it: The next morning I went out into an open grassy space between the buildings. There wasn’t a soul around. Carefully I wound the fuse wire into a perfect spiral and loaded the Jetex. I lit the fuse, waited [...]

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