a poem by Alex Ewing

He held the dirty glass

Tube to the light

“Do you know what this is?”

She shakes her head “no”

But he doesn’t believe her

He knows the story-as they

All do- The Town-

About a love of shards,

Muddy and deep

An Ancestry

Good hair- they have

Good stock-

Strong genes

Boy, those Harris kids...

They sure do

Have their father’s smile

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