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RURAL COLORADO

Down the dirt rock road

made for horses, old tractors, skipping and singing children

and lost dogs


The home

Brown adobe walls caked for strength

where through winter-stained windows

gas and candlelight flicker

on barren walls

Black stove governs a corner

on the wood chip floor


Freezing in the morning

forty hurried steps through thick high grass

to a graywood privy

On the road passing by

I can’t see anyone home

but I think they’re there

Inside I see a gray-striped cat

on the windowsill

looking out

wondering about me

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