The Awkward Walk--_--

Fuel Cafe, July 12, 2015
Father / son poems. They are both artists. Son Cooper was heading to art school in New York City. Father Ron is a painter. They both draw beautifully. Cooper was sketching on the back of a receipt. I watched them and thought of my daughters heading off to college one day.

The awkward walk
the lame name
the lovely
money lost/gained
the town is lost and reclaimed
taped in place

Read a poem by Andrea K.

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