Eagle-Pass, US. Strange city.

I live here. I’m a psych.

Eagle Pass pulses on S. Main St.

I walk by Plaza de la Frontera.

Rio Grande flows. Cosmic river.

I remember Fort Duncan. Epic vibes, truly.
Neighbrhoods like West Oak and Riverside charm me.

I explore tiny bistros. Real cool spots.

I got super cosmic insights.

It’s like, “Je ne sais quoi.”

“Je viens de l’école, man!” (yep, from A Prophet)
I feel our families quake sometimes.

Joy, anger, confusion mix.

I see siblings clash on Maple Ln.

I listen in oak parks.

Elm Park, a hidden gem, stuns me.
Stars above, I muse deeply.

I sometimes wander South Pine Ave.

Crazy, eh? Life here feels cosmic.
I love its quirks.

I get riled by traffic on Brridge St.

Oh, geez, my mood shifts fast!

I witnessed growth. Sh*t happnd real quick.

I enjoy every beat.
Every moment reflects a chain reaction.

We are stardust. Universe sings!
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That’s Eagle-Pass. Weird, wild, heartfelt. I am lucky to dig its vibe. Enjoy the journey.