The Re-Con
I believe in the Second Amendment, the AR-15; the modification of arms; the resurrection of militias; and Guns everlasting
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Amen.
The Re-Con
Chasing the waning moon — the tidal pull of the pale gibbous moon drew me westward
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Now headed home, the moon was like me on its way east; I expected we’d find each other in the morning
The Re-Con
Northbound: the flyway was filled with avian migrants, their journey fraught with peril and promise
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At the southern border, human migrants encounter threats and obstacles
The Re-Con
Inciting Sedition: the inevitable outcome of Trump’s lies
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“What happened that day was the inevitable outcome of his lies and consistently escalating rhetoric over the past four-plus years”
The Re-Con
The blunt declaration in graffiti on the train: RU!N; was it about the state of the country or a warning of what’s barreling down on us like a runaway train?
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The long train was gone and with it, I hope, the diminishing rumble of ruin
The Re-Con
Turning the corner
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The rest of the way home was still all uphill—as it likely is for all of us
The Re-Con
Count me out if being an American perpetuates the racist traditions of exterminating and displacing Native Americans; interning Japanese-Americans; enslaving, lynching, and murdering African Americans; and deporting Mexican, Central American, and South American asylum-seekers
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dt proclaims that he loves the uneducated, and Americans, unable to recognize an insult revel in his and their own ignorance
The Re-Con
The death of a pig
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Even when money is tight, markets are unreliable, and government is incompetent, ranchers and farmers can feed themselves