A Field of Onions: Brown Study

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dedicated to the immigrants buried in mass graves in and near Falfurrias, Texas

1. I walk through a bald field blooming violet onions. I will know I am absolved when there is no more dirt underfoot, when I have flipped the earth and the river runs above us, a glassed belldark sound.

2. To find: liver, lung, womb. A lens cut from vulture eye. This is what it is to miss a thing.

3. At the McDonald’s, a man in a parked car will talk himself awake. This is another kind of hunger.

4. A prayer for the king: forty pears, all bloomed from young throats. Long life, a sea of rice, a thicket of braids.

5. Problem: Four boats arranged in a cross drift away from each other in opposing directions. What theory states that, all conditions remaining equal, they can reach each other again on the other side…

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Dare Call it What it Is: Race Hatred Blessed By the President

Your Sunday sermon.

The Inglorius Padre Steve's World

Friends of Padre Steve’s World,

Another day, another race based mass killing, another fake message of support from the President.

This time it was El Paso, Texas. A young white man from Dallas, an admitted White Supremacist went to a Walmart at a mall. Using an AK-47 he went on a killing spree. When police confronted him he offered no resistance.  The latest casualty count is 20 dead and 26 wounded, but the count is still fluctuating.  In his manifesto retrieved from the 8Chan site preferred by violent White Supremacists, he wrote:

“This attack is a response to the Hispanic invasion of Texas. They are the instigators, not me. I am simply defending my country from cultural and ethnic replacement brought on by an invasion.” 

There was a lot more damning information in the manifesto, but this stuck out to me because he used the exact same language to describe…

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