Categoría: underground
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The New York city lights. by John Coyote
A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy” I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey. I took a leave after I arrived in the USA and I drove my truck to the base from Virginia. I was given a…
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Bang, bang… by John Coyote
Bang, bang… You were my Tijana Radeska and I was your Doc Holliday. We loved to argue, we love to wrestle till we fell into secret kisses near the Lake St. Clair. You were so damn brave and I loved to hear you talk. I loved your silky skin and…
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