Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

After Me

Let them come
with bulldozers
for what will be left:

winding hills,
forever grass,
coiled ribbon snakes,
voracious squirrels,
undrinkable water
from the treacherous creek
surrounded by
wild, burly bushes
with piercing teeth,

and ghostly echoes
of ancient laughter
in the backyard
of my childhood home.



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Prompt: April 3--place