GRANDMA'S WRITING ABOUT OTHER'S: My dad died and I wanted to throw dirt on myself, so I dug one day.....

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Friday, July 18, 2003

My dad died and I wanted to throw dirt on myself, so I dug one day.....

PUMA'S PATH With a broken hoe I hammer the earth in the shade of a mesquite tree. Stones gathered from his home, into my car in my heart in my garden, I hammer. This hole in the earth the hole in my heart the hole in my life fills with tears. I place one stone in one hole, sweat and tears stinging... Sign in to see full entry.

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