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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 … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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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. … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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