Death Valley raven
Faithful companion; waiting
To peck out my eyes
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Death Valley raven
Faithful companion; waiting
To peck out my eyes
“See this diner, Sonics?”, said Lori, giving me an improvised tour of her hometown from the pickup. “We used to sneak out of school and go there to smoke cigarettes. The town truant officer would drive past and look through the window at all the booths. We’d see him coming a mile off and just…