Originals

I found this photo in a folder named “Originals”. It’s the long walk I used to take with Farley. Where the blind herder with marbles in his eyes led his goats and carried drained rabbits. Where one of the seven crosses of Guanajuato stoically bares its chest to the wind, keeping its eyes on the churches and their bells. I still go there sometimes. In my dreams.

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