Liberal, Kansas | ||
Just outside this misnomer, horses eat fence posts and crows settle reluctantly, Next to the National Beef slaughterhouse, overgrown as tombs in an old cemetery, like headstones along a dusty highway. Downtown houses, and a rusted Chevrolet pickup, bumper sagging bearing a fat migrant woman who laughs a peaceful Kansas brook then leans back—casually, lovingly—into their bent and balding
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Jesse Zerger Nathan | ||
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