Tag Archives: L. R. Harvey

musings of a front-porch priest

I hope in heaven there are thunderstorms, the kind that coming cause an egg-blue sky to cloak the waiting world in mouse-skin gray. Tonight, the mottled robins out front all eye the soaking soil, anticipating worms they know must rise … Continue reading

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To the unknown student whose book I bought at McKay’s

or, “A poem about my daughter going through a middle-school breakup” For fifty cents I saw your broken heart; it was underlined in red on the fifteenth page, and since the spot was warped and wrinkled (from being marked with … Continue reading

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