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     The screaming grew louder and louder as Jeb McCulloch approached the stable.  He expected most of the town to be asleep but something was taking place, something horrible.  The last time he heard someone wailing with that much pain and agony was when he was on the front.  It brought back terrible memories for him, memories of a man yelling and screaming as he begged for someone to shoot him and put him out of his misery.  No one did.  They just laid there all night beneath the stars and…

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What must it have felt like to be him?

He was right and he knew he was right

And yet he had to say he was sorry

To his persecutors who were wrong

From behind

She’s one of the most beautiful

Women I’ve ever seen…

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Eleven days of silence

Is what she said

About the Buddhist monastery

In Tibet

She and her two companions

Had just come from

Hair legs and braided hair

Sleeping on concrete

Not speaking even once

Which for her

Must have been

Excruciatingly painful



She couldn’t really say

If she got in touch

With her inner self

But

The spiders creeping

Across her pampered flesh

Fascinated

Her more

Than the… Continue