Jill Kelly Koren Photo: angela7dreams Today we locked my grandpa out of the house To keep him from bothering my mother about The cookies baking; it made me feel a louse To tell a grown man to get out, go out With Paul, your son, out working on the farm.
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Sonnet
17 November, 2008 от · No comments
In Kentucky
7 October, 2008 от · 1 comment
David Harrity Photo: shinealight Two-lane farm road— I’m wandering, lost, in the dark of Kentucky. I guide the car to the gravel shoulder, kill the wheezing engine, listen to the dinging heartbeat of the door ajar against the night noise where I step out in the low fog.
