McNair to Hall: March 6, 1984

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Dear Don,

Will you please tell me when you
have the time what you think of this?

Thanks–

Love,

Wes

THE SHOOTING

There are no photographs
of the two farmhands,
each born on the other’s
birthday, with the same face.

There is no story
of why whatever
it was held them together,
closer than brothers,

broke on that day.
Only the memory
of him, the quiet one,
whispering the words

of the other
before they were said.
Only that after they
found him, holding the face

that looked like his,
and called his name over
and over, they never
mistook which one he was.