What day is it today?My phone says July 16th.How long have I been here?A couple of days? Maybe a week?If these marks on the ceilingindicate what I think,then I’ve gone 12 whole dayswithout a soul to speak.Alone in my caveand not a single peep,so I spoke to myselfto get to know me.At first this wasContinue reading “True Soledad”
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Poetry Written By Jacob Armendariz 