So catch each drop as I catch each breath. Walking streets alone amid a mass of strangers faces. Fill my time with thoughts of you and I in distant places. It calls my name without a sound. This distance cuts down deep inside. Planes carve like knives acrosss the sky. I must be with you! After a break of 1 year, SD is coming back. Diet Butcher Slim Skin hi-top sneakers.

Labor Articles and Left Analysis by Brian Tierney. Low-Wage Movement Strikes Food Processing at Taylor Farms. Turning a New Leaf for Worker Justice. It was still dark as Julian Camacho flagged down workers driving in for their shift. One by one, he handed them a leaflet while dozens of picketers crisscrossed the parking lot entrance, chanting in the morning chill before the sun rose over Tracy, California.

Just got hired and walking on sunshine.

Dystopian poetics and prose and other lies. Sunday, August 2, 2015. If i choose to stick my head out today. The hummingbirds are still curious. If i choose to wander down to the mailbox. And deer poop reflecting a suspect. Blackberry tint to step about.

Thursday, August 22, 2013. Budapest Citadel Bunker, Hungary. Interestingly, at the base of the cliffs, below the Citadel, are a number of secured tunnel entrances, indicating a much larger complex a few hundred feet below this bunker. One of the rooms inside the bunker. One of the many rooms off the main corridor. Ladder down to a flooded level. Hampshire and The Isle of Wight.