Jeffery Bahr
53 years old
Longmont, CO
Antebellum
This pall upon the air, this taste of metal. Both crows on the empty feeder swivel their necks among an embarrassment of resting places. The sky blue and unobtainable, the mountains cold to the touch. A girl in a nightgown shoos one away and stares down the other. And the frozen grass weaves a message on the bottom of her feet. As the sun hammers the horizon, exhausts itself and by its absence condones the cold. The lone crow and the girl, still. The way that cancer doesn’t kill, it just replaces.
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