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About Los Angeles

Young Mula Baby, I conquer,

jason haam: five years, part two

Cloquet Middle School – Cloquet. Over the stage where the lights and catwalk are the door sometimes mysteriously opens and slams shut. Many.

The river, Big Yonder, winds by the old mill. I sit at its banks sometimes. mmm, the sound of water beats grief—like "It ain't no use," from that film. It reminds me that life’s funny sometimes, even when it's messy.

Blair Rodney Adams