It crunched between my teeth.

I was coming home through a howling dust storm...

They wrapped my baby brother in a blanket...

... a thousand things I haven't looked at in years.

The blossom opened at midnight, big as a dinner plate.

when the flower, touched by the first finger of morning light

Until the wind took it, lifting it up and carrying it away...

...sorrow climbs up our front steps, big as Texas, and we didn't even see it coming...

...empty but for a few withered stalks like the tufts on an old man's head.

Ma made a rope of fire.

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