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<\/h1>\n<\/h1>\nby Rick Richardson<\/p>\n
Two fishing poles, a feather,
\na leather jacket with holes
\non both elbows, forty-four
\ndollars and change in
\nan envelope, some dope,
\na pair of worn out cowboy boots,
\na clay flute shaped like a bird
\nthat can’t whistle a tune worth a lick,
\nan unused bus ticket, a picture
\nof two kids laughing pretending
\nto fly; an eyelash in my eye.<\/p>\n
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Rick Richardson is a professional archaeologist, an avid reader, dog lover, father, and poet. Rick lives on the coast of North Carolina. His poetry has been published in the University of San Francisco\u2019s The Ignatian Literary Magazine and The Ginosko Literary Journal.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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