south texas experience 2
The valley is not a valley at all.
Do you know so and so? No some one I used to see in sentences small cities, town, and neighborhoods. They were like salt. And neon at night. The valley is always green.
Maybe they will leave. The valley is a recipe of old and new nouns. Maybe they will leave then. I have not learned all the grammar techniques.
I forgot the measurements. It bakes well here. The valley is flat now. Microphones ago it rose.
“We tell ourselves stories to live.” They used the valley as background noise. I was there years ago when they took the pulpit with other words.
Do you know so and so
No, I saw them form. The valley is not an onion
The valley is not a flower or a song. The flower is not a guitar keyboard synth. Maybe not a guitar but an accordion. Maybe the valley is a mesquite tree, ugly disfigured, useful when burned.
The valley is not a book or a stanza. The valley is not in tune. The valley is not seasonal.
*near the river. You see things like razors, deodorant, old towels, plastic bags full of clothes. The border patrol passes us by, wave wave, say hi. Act like you belong.