A Hugo Nickel
Not my hands but green across you now.
I'm in a town
where children get hurt early.
I'll leave believing we keep all we lose and love.
I want home full of grim permission.
And may you never be dispossessed, forced to wander
a world the color of salt with no young music in it.
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"The Lady in Kickng Horse Reservoir"
"Letter to Leveretov from Butte"
"Last Day There"
"The Only Bar in Dixon"
"Place and Ways to Live"
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