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india is an open wound
mothers perpetuate the cries of infants
and human suffering springs up in the wilderness
like a fast moving train

las despedidas son jodidas, me dice (goodbyes are fucked, he tells me)
mientras viajamos per el basurero (as we travel through the landfills)

my heart is an open wound.

-hallie
written on a train to varanasi

wounded woman. santa fe, new mexico

and yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
and to yourself you sometimes say

“I never knew it was gonna be this way
why didn’t they tell me the day I was born”

and you start gettin’ chills and yer jumping from sweat
and you’re lookin’ for somethin’ you ain’t quite found yet
and yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
and the whole world’s a-watchin’ with a window peek stare

and yer good gal leaves and she’s long gone a-flying
and yer heart feels sick like fish when they’re fryin’
and yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
and you need it badly but it lays on the street

-bob dylan

man in a cathedral. santa fe, new mexico

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