What he left behind in the smiling sun

What he left behind in the smiling sun

What he left behind in the smiling sun

He dared to bury ours in the silty soils of the deep Skane forest—my father’s father’s father—

from a peasant’s straw bed to servant’s hayloft to the sweating vomit in the hull of a steamer cargo to a weedy Nebraskan soddy dripping with snakes—

an earth dweller with his kin and livestock, digging a new life, hiding inside a new world

not unlike the one he left.

But with a new name.

~~~

2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 13

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