Burlington, Iowa
Nov 3, 2022
I like small towns like these
Where churches silently compete for street corners
and their steeples race one another into the sky.
I like small towns like these, where night comes right down to the edge and folds itself neatly.
Where, ferns speak in hushed tones about the wind.
Where, birds roost in the famished brick of old buildings.
Where, the sound of the ice cream truck a block away is still magical.
Where, after a long life, people will lay themselves down beside the bones of their ancestors and sleep until the world has ended.
