The Street I Grew Up On


The Street I Grew Up On

A strait-away lane on the south side of the tracks
tracks of Wheatie kids bouncing in circus yards,
yards, not barbered lawns. Yards are to trample on.
On any particular cob-webbed night,
night of shadow-creatures, the two-legged Wolf emerges,
emerges from the black, and we scream,

scream in delerious delight.


Written for: Free Write Friday #FWF Kellie Elmore


8 thoughts on “The Street I Grew Up On

  1. Welcome to FWF!!! Happy to have you join us!…and with such a beautiful contribution for the prompt! Enchanting and rich with imagery! A lovely read that i am proud to have included! Please, write with us again soon! Thanks so much!

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