Miriam Bird Greenberg

1980 / rural Texas

Long ago I heard footsteps

Long ago I heard footsteps
come to the door, and a man

knocking. We've had an accident

up on the road, can you help
he pled at the unanswered door,

and kept knocking.

He might have been a thief
but soon enough a woman's howl

lit up the night, and I put a knife
in my belt. Around dawn

I figured their fortunes
might be worth change.
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