Flinty And Callused Poem by Donal Mahoney
Flinty And Callused
In the miner’s shack
the vase on the dresser
squats beneath
a giant cactus
planted by hands
flinty and callused.
“When Mona was here,
this vase got roses,
and lots of water.
After she left
I gave it this cactus.
It never needs water.”
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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