Ed McCafferty, Summer 2016

/ David J. Bauman

Two poems Sunflowers Ed McCafferty We usually walked everywhere, but that day burned into us with a bright chrome yellow, and my father was on edge so we rode the Forty Fort bus. The bus was hot an…

Source: Ed McCafferty, Summer 2016

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