Poetry: ‘Big Sky’

prairie sky

The Kid rode west. That was where the light went. A small house there. The rest of it below the prairie. The Kid only a small moving piece that never reached the horizon. The distance reduced into a proverb.

-Bob Hemen, Right Hand Pointing

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