"bedford, pennsylvania"
the chipping sparrow are stirring; the snow geese
feel the water rise against their feet. Autumn
spends her time running from
December.
townsfolk are keeping the secrets of
their mothers and father. shame, and a
desperate feeling to fall asleep.
grandad's bones keeping creaking. he tells me
we deserve this. i am not worried,
the winter will pass and my hunger will
follow.
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