long time gone
fiction
edward w pritchard
Long time gone
Jo and I sat at the table
near the racing traffic
surrounded by a cold Autumn wind
we draped Mother's bedspread across our laps
and didn't sell much corn or tomatoes
but marked a few hours as significant
while drivers went scurrying by
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Saturday, September 4, 2010
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