Jon Sanders
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Black JesusA Story by Jon Sandersunfinished free write. |
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Rest HomeA Poem by Jon SandersWondering old ladies Sit inside doors Watching Spring, Waiting, For an Exit. |
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Time of WarA Poem by Jon SandersKatya is like my Mosin rifle She grew up in the time of war, Serving our Motherland Russia. The small of her back and The recess I place my thumb,.. |
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Dead PineA Poem by Jon SandersBrown Branches Wither as Dry Bones in my Yard. |
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