BigDrift 3 WP


If snow does come tonight, it will yield little water

and trash from uphill will be trapped by the chain link fence,

as will tumbling weeds that wait at the edge of town,

two blocks away, and in the morning we’ll witness the folly

of dividing the wilderness.


Everyday Wyoming, Poetry, Yellow World

Poetry / Forecast


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