Treasure Island

Christianne Balk


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  • Michael Parsons (4/16/2014 3:51:00 AM)

    Might do better written as prose and punctuated?

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Shorthorns

Heavy-hocked, barrel-bellied,
exhaling billows of steam, they wait
while the corn, wheat, clover,
and potato fields surround us, finished
for the season. We listened to their hooves
shift. Blue tongues lick black shoulders,
impatient horns stab the ground.
Soon Father will open the gate
to where to the last crop sits

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