Little Martha and her
yellow apples.
She drinks warm Mezcal
in the Poppy fields.
Copper canyon runners
wear thin leather
thongs on their
callused ash white feet.
Elevated Chicken coops
keep the Hens cool
in the summer and
safe from the
Copperheads on the
desert floor below.
Men soar like
Eagles and glide
around Polaris.
Trust in the
Hemp ropes
and trust in their
Creator.
Her father went South
to fight for his People.
That's the story she
still tells when asked
about him today.
Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 5:49 AM UTC
Little Martha and her
yellow apples.
She drinks warm Mezcal
in the Poppy fields.
Copper canyon runners
wear thin leather
thongs on their
callused ash white feet.
Elevated Chicken coops
keep the Hens cool
in the summer and
safe from the
Copperheads on the
desert floor below.
Men soar like
Eagles and glide
around Polaris.
Trust in the
Hemp ropes
and trust in their
Creator.
Her father went South
to fight for his People.
That's the story she
still tells when asked
about him today.
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