The Re-Con
Randy Koch’s map across ‘the rutted sea” to promises of bounty in the furrowed black earth of the Minnesota prairie
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“How came we through the swells and troughs to rifle God’s pure grace?”
LareDOS[redux] (https://laredosnews.com/author/randy-koch/page/2/)
“How came we through the swells and troughs to rifle God’s pure grace?”
I’ll likely be back this way; returning, after all, a way to gauge how little or how much I’ve changed
The words “police force” refer less to manpower than to the all-too-common methods of many officers
You will not agree with or like all of it, but at least then you can decide what speaks to you honestly and thoughtfully, or what reeks like a late-night skunk or the cow shit you remember from your youth
Because it takes nearly fifty years for light to travel between Draconis and Earth, he/she/it/they would see us not as we are but as we were in about December 1972
The throwing arm smooth and fluid as a whip, the ball slung on a taut line, the cowhide hitting the leather of the glove with a solid thwack
The stench of moral superiority drifts from the complaints of Justices Thomas and Roberts
Ilya Kaminsky: “We Lived Happily during the War, and when they bombed other people’s houses, we // protested / but not enough, we opposed them but not / enough.”
Seditionist arrestees face aftermath of their compulsions; the 725 are but a fraction of the 2,000-plus rioters