Dennis Barton lives in Boise, Idaho. He is currently hard at work on a collection of poems about fences.
18 October 2008
Vol. 8, No. 3
Barbed wire feels good sliding down the throat.
Coated in frost, barbs pierce un-gloved flesh, rotting posts.
Wire dangles into snow.
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