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Shamrock, Texas

brown on dusty mustard

clashes

with streaks of gray


we

drive through riding

the wave


haven't seen

a drop of rain

in days


sun bleaches boards

and bones

alike









© Whit Howland 2019

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 10/3/2019 4:45:00 PM
Oooh it sounds like such a drought! Great job!
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Whit Howland
Date: 10/6/2019 11:49:00 PM
Thanks so much.

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