This poem appears in the Winter 2015 issue of Modern Age. To subscribe now, go here. His hair not completely gray, not yet. The red on his face and neck hides freckles. He knows where he comes from. His socks are thick and warm. He has girded his boyish upper lip against the … Continue reading Vocation
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