Year’s End

by Howie Good

We held hands the whole time, like two small elms. The sun had barely come up. Heroes and founders whispered conspiratorially in the lobbies and stairways of transient hotels. A handful of dust boarded the train at Saratoga. The corn I had scattered for the children had been eaten by crows.

Howie Good is the author of the full-length poetry collections Lovesick (Press Americana, 2009), Heart With a Dirty Windshield (BeWrite Books, 2010), and Everything Reminds Me of Me (Desperanto, 2011), as well as 24 print and digital poetry chapbooks.

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