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Gemstones

Gemstones

it’s covered

in concrete

the road i knew

the one

i’d walk …

past the “dead end” sign

past the pasture

with the pretty horses

past the wild plum trees

and blackberry bushes

past the homes

of factory workers

and in the summers

it’d be hard to breathe

harder, still, after a truck

kicked up a cloud

and the price for quartz

was fire on the fingers

but it’d be worth it

after you dunked off the dirt

and showed it to the sun

treasure in the trenches

end to end

just had to dig

for it

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery