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Bobby's Sugar Shack

by The Bandit Queen of Sorrows

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Bone Daddy 02:15
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Salty Dog 03:13
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Spoonful 04:00
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Missy Yonder 03:57
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Sinnerman 06:27
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Little Death Hollow by Leslie Fox-Humphreys What can I say about this place so far removed from all of you the past applauds the time we spent the sand we breathed the rails we bent, the spindly roads the cliffs that drop, all them thorns found in your socks The red caked walls seem to beckon you, this lands your peace of mind, that piece of mine too... I close my eyes, I see that gondola jangling past a tired sun, the scrap metal tossed around as we kicked up our boots to that Rail bulls defeat, I still see just how cracked your lips were when you held that bottle of KD, But my eyes, they open, And I'm reminded that all you were was just a dream, The immensity, of just how vast and beautiful and lonely this land can be But the wind comes strong and seperate from the snakes a'coiled beneath the rocks baked hot and left with the wood, petrified of not the bones will still decay Cattle nevermore to graze I shout 'hallelujah' but Im still thirsty for the creek bed of another day Burnt up on the porch of a doublestack bounding east I seek refuge in the canyon slots of Little Death Hollow and pray the floods won't wash me out, my mule wont collapse into another mirage, my food supply won't dwindle off, if my hands will please stop shaking I'm burnt with the Tamarisk, the whites of my eyes yellow Cottonwoods seeking a brilliant means to the end This desert is far from empty, but the twisting vertebrae of another planet rattling in the dust I seek refuge in the canyon slots of Little Death Hollow and pray the floods won't wash me out, but leave me whispering once more to the shooting stars in that Galaxy o'er my head.
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released July 9, 2018

Cover artwork by Thatcher Eugene

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