Monthly Archives: August 2012


The old Alberton jail is always open, its iron door squeaking on rusted hinges. Inside it the sod roof and back wall bury the cell now piled with empty beer cans. The condemned mercantile, Chet’s Bar, and the old meat-market- … Continue reading

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boys and girls

you know how it is when you don’t care about all the shit you’re supposed to care about, all that crap you’re expected to do by all those folks who respect and love you—the family, the team, those members of … Continue reading

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