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Aaron Elster was 9 years old when a reluctant neighbor hid him in her attic and started slipping him food

My drummer walked me out to his VW Beetle a few minutes after I’d tucked my guitar away for the

There, on the ledge under the horse trailer. If you didn’t know where to look, you’d never see the tightly

Small fingers flutter Through paper cards Buried deep In wood and metal Must and mildew Taking new shape In this

There is no panic here. Only a handful of us made it, propelled more by promise than deterred by constant

I stood on the small peninsula overlooking the tidal flats, the same crop of land where I saluted her in

The rocks were jumping from their beds to stub my bare toes, inspiring me to drop several ineffective f-bombs on

I don’t know how it happened. I didn’t push a button on my phone or turn a knob on the

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Rain is sheeting across the pasture right now, the lower flood plain of the ranch staying true to the FEMA