Before dawn, off my front porch.
I have nothing else.
Better Late Than Never
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by W.D. Ehrhart My memoir Vietnam-Perkasie ends in the spring of 1968 with
me drunk and passed out in the shower at Marine Corps Air Station, Cherry
Point,...
4 hours ago
Hey, that looks just like the view from my house!
ReplyDeleteJust take out the water.
And the palm trees.
Add some fog and some rain.
God, I miss SoCal sometimes.
M.D., I cannot speak for SoCal, since my recent evacuation, but you're always welcome here, on the Central Coast.
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