John McCornack

Rookie (Yukon, Oklahoma)

Locked Car - Poem by John McCornack

At the end of our Red Dirt Road,
the only time we ever locked our car
was during the months of July and August,
because we didn't want too many neighbors
filling it with okra and vine-ripened tomatoes


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 13, 2011


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