B is for Boundary Road

Boundary Road

Dirty lace curtains
hang in the windows
of a little house
beside the highway
running fuel
from the south.
In the dark of the night
the lace sways with air displaced
by diesel fumes and headlights
and I count them like sheep
on these hot summers nights.
Five full, rumbling north
to the ranchers and the woods
and my future hopes.
Seven rattle south
to the border, to my home
and everything I’ve ever known.
As a young me lies on Boundary Road
watching dusty lace blow.

For the month of April I’ve committed to writing 26 poems, falling into the Alphabet.  To learn more about my project, check out my introduction.  To learn more about the A-to-Z Challenge visit www.a-to-zchallenge.com.


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