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Pray for Rain
I’m putting together a group of poems for a new book and ran across this one. It was printed in Upcountry eMagazine a couple years ago. Thought I’d share: Pray for Rain Bone white breasts, your milk has dried. Where will your children feed? The corn has curled like pineapple sticks; There will be no bread for supper. … Read More Pray for Rain