1929, DES MOINES
A wrought-iron lamp with burnt-orange fringe
Moves down, alone, the front porch steps
At 52nd Street and Urbandale, toward the streetcar
Tracks. The first thing I remember is a thing
Displaced, to a horse-drawn moving van.
A wrought-iron lamp with burnt-orange fringe
Moves down, alone, the front porch steps
At 52nd Street and Urbandale, toward the streetcar
Tracks. The first thing I remember is a thing
Displaced, to a horse-drawn moving van.