An afternoon beer in the showerThe written prayers of a Serbian bishop Eating Mexican food alone at the market Chopsticks and noodles A prayer beneath a canopy of trees Contemplating a woman’s lips Contemplating her kiss Waking to the rain on your window...
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My Grandpa guarded the sacred places from whites. He had a badge shaped like an arrowhead. There was a line across the road that stopped trucks. Cars couldn't get there, because the road was too rough. We only stayed in June, July and August because winte...