Any Night in Coal Country
Any Night in Coal Country
We made some pair, didn’t we, Granny?—
you the clapper in a bell of coat and dress;
me puffy in schoolboy sweaters, coming awake
to the hissing of air brakes. I might wake to barns,
tobacco barns. On the Ohio River, the hills would . . .
. . . . . . .
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