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2024
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John Pring
Feb 28
1 min read
Who We Are is Who We Were
Porch light haloed in moths, house leaking into the night. Inside, my father drinks, dark rum cleaving memory from throat, I take it...
John Pring
Feb 28
1 min read
First Light
Bodies heavy with rifles, we gorged on meat, fresh from the river and yellow fields, just boys learning to carry death on our tongues, ...
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