A Small Cemetery in Texas

November 11, 2017

The monster, carrying two weapons, aimed specifically at the little children. I don’t know what happened to the others. There’s no record keeping of such things. When the wind blows too hard, it blows the flowers away, so I go over there and pick them up and put them back. It makes no difference if you’re Spanish or white or whatever. Out of all the stories, her story seems to be the one that’s become twisted the most over the years, a beautiful girl, with pretty long blonde braids, lying dead on the ground, with a dead horse next to her. The world is absolutely going there, mostly at night, so nobody can see.


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After Massacre, a Small Texas Cemetery Strains to Bury So Many Dead [New York Times]


Howie Good, a journalism professor at SUNY New Paltz, is the author of The Loser’s Guide to Street Fighting, winner of the 2017 Lorien Prize for Poetry from Thoughtcrime Press.

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