Eef Barzelay, you’re not that weird
maybe I could send my family over
there’s a few more songs in it
you can only get so far with a bag of rocks
even if Grandpa did find them, shine them
there’s only so far you can get with a grandpa
who lives his fifth divorce in a trailer
I’ve met him five times, but he still writes
his daughter; they talk about pain and Jesus
quartz, crystal, and all the Latinate names
hammer, sander, tumbler, buffer
a prickly thing can come out clean

Dawn Tefft | Mudlark No. 29
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