Peninsula Poetry: "Battlefield" by Mark Turcotte
Back when I used to be Indian I am standing outside the pool hall with my sister. She, strawberry blonde. Stale sweat and beer through the open door. A warrior [...] The post Penin…
Back when I used to be Indian I am standing outside the pool hall with my sister. She, strawberry blonde. Stale sweat and beer through the open door. A warrior [...] The post Penin…