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River RoadThe narrow shoulder plunges in a sickening drop to the laughing current below.River Road
I turn away with eyes half closed, imagination running amok as the roiling water boils past.
Daddy is a good driver, I repeat like a holy litany,
a good driver - a good driver.
Mother points out maidenhair ferns and the remains of a button factory, remarking on the width of the rapids.
Pin Oaks and Maples shade the seat where my older brother gawks with typical boy-delight,
drinking in the overhanging rock walls and bluffs that seal &n
by *Spectrumchaser
TrashThe furtive chink of bottles snaps my attention to the open window.Trash
In the vacant street a man has pulled his makeshift wagon close to the curb.
He sifts through my bins cautiously, yet with the ease of long practice,
rummaging among the recyclables that are my green conscience, his buried treasure.
I cringe as he moves
over to the garbage,
tipping my rubbish into his worn bag,
patiently probing
for useable bits and saleable goods that I have discarded.
I h
by *Spectrumchaser
Mowing CemeteriesBe silent now among the graves. Walk with honor and respect, with reverent downcast eyesMowing Cemeteries
and careful lips that do not smile.
For here lie generations of remains,
disturbed and not disturbed by your graceless worldly actions, and slowly swallowed fears.
Each step across the breathing grass, manicuring with mechanical hands, could waken restless shades from the embrace of mossy headstones.
Be mindful now as you pick the weeds, and warily tend these finite grounds, pleading immunity to the eerie ways
of hallowed plots and hollowed sh
by *Spectrumchaser
BloodlettingSummer heat shimmers upBloodletting
from the hard pack of rural road, nearly as firm as true pavement after months of ponderous combines and county graders grinding and pressing the gravel deep into Archaeologic layers.
We push up the steep rise on our gearless Schwinns, vowing gamely not to dismount in spite of the fierce burning
in our tanned and freckled calves. Grunting and blowing in rhythm till we reach the wavering crest.
Then leaning over the handlebars in death-defying concentration, we take the slewing plunge
down the long inwa
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