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Whit Howland
Poems
Oct 2023
Somewhere between Amarillo and Tucumari
there was a tear
forming in the corner
of your eye
and I knew
I had to say something
because it was the only thing
that could save us
and then there were
those windmills
refrigerator white
and otherworldly
scattered
on what was supposed
to be our Illano Esctado
or as they say
staked plain
those **** windmills
I swear they'll be
the death of you
and me
Written by
Whit Howland
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