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Grandma Gone Out of Breeden West Virginia, poem by Tiff Holland
At home, the chicken coop was more sturdy than this house where the women gathered like hens around the grandmother in the box, my mother’s gram, laid out there in the front room, surrounded by the flowers that grew in the hills. I … Continue reading
Two Poems by Tiff Holland
Saltines We was all afraid of that bridge, just ropes and slats, spaces between where the crick came right up at you if you looked down at it, and Billy, that’s what we called him, after the fairy-tale, squattin’ underneath. I … Continue reading