Cutting Wheat | ||
Young and between jobs, they hired on from first light to sundown, north Texas bright as fire in the prairie sun, they cut stubble, threshing out small bullets to find "real" jobs, knowing the wheat turns again to that long-distant season and sharing a bounty they still can claim. |
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Garland Strother | ||
Copyright © 2007 Garland Strother | ||
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