Friday, February 1, 2008

West Virginia Twice Comments

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It is the spring of 1976 and the hard ground is dark brown.
The trees are leafless, and the road is ankle-deep with ruts.
The teal ford pickup, windows and tailgate permanently down, sits idle.
My mom’s hair is brown and long, her smile strained by hard times.
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