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Mindoro, poem by Rhiannon Thorne
I was two thousand miles of cornfields away from us, hours from Mindoro, that shitty fold-out, your daddy's car and a keystone night when you sauntered in, eyes blazing from a teenage drunk, and your arms bare hanging like battle axes. I was home in … Continue reading