The Tailgater

I wrote this piece during an especially conflicted time of my life. Clearly I was working something out, but I’m still not sure what. Maybe you can tell me! An excerpt: “I lay restlessly in a shallow grave awaiting the Day of the Dead, when my soul will rise to join a tide of others seeking a warm brush with the land of the living ~ one embrace, one more wish for a good trip, one last kiss good-bye.”

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