Barnwood

Like a rockwell character near the screendoor she sits in the parched-red rocking chair the hat stand full of hats behind her her white hair braided in a blue scarf a fat-horned Victrola plays Mozart grey-cat stands on the porch licking itself flowers grow tangling near the wood walls I sit in a tree-house with my pet squirrel.

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