A boy and also a legend: you were seventeen years old when a .22 caliber bullet split you in two. In one world, the one over your hospital bed, you became the Martyr of Bliss, TX. Locked in that bed, you lost your true dimensions, Rose like a vapor, a disembodied idea in the hazy blue sky over Big Bend Country.
— Nov 10, 2017 09:17PM
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