Red Blood on a White Floor after César Vallejo I will die in Walmart, on a rainy day, a day I can already remember, I will die in Walmart – I mean it – On a basic-ass Thursday, like today, in the fall. It will be a Thursday for sure, because today, Thursday, writing This text, I happen to have put the bones Of my arms on wrong, and, turning around, I’ve never felt so exposed, standing in the dairy aisle. Austin Smith is dead.