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Hen House Blues


This week there was another message on the machine: My mother’s working name was Peg Leg Alice and there wasn’t a spot on her whole body you couldn’t hide a knife or a raccoon. They called her Four Door Saloon (not to her face) and Mother Root (only as she turned to go) and just plain Big Ass and they said that when she spread her legs you could hear the Void and that when she walked you could tell that a whole pride of young men had just gone home a little thinner, a little paler.