A Week

Frank Stanford lies quietly at rest
in ground a mere hundred miles
from my home. Hell, I could walk
there in like, what, a week?
Easily, if good weather and if in
good health and if I took a straight
line. Any deviation from those things
and it could take somewhat longer.

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Bill McCloud is a poetry editor for the Right Hand Pointing literary journal and is the poetry reviewer for Vietnam Veterans of America. His poetry book, The Smell of the Light, reached #1 on The Oklahoman’s “Oklahoma Bestsellers List." His poems have appeared in Oklahoma Today and the Oklahoma English Journal. He is a faculty member of William Bernhardt’s annual WriterCon, presenting sessions on writing and publishing poetry.

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