Bret Wooldridge

the line goes dead
staring at the lavender
still wet with rain

her thin laugh
in her hand
a chicken bone

through the bedspread
the sharp points of stars
cold winter night

after you leave
i still remain
the year grinds wheat

the mockingbird
purchased this whole day
for a song

Bret Wooldridge was born in Germany to American parents and raised in Northern California. He spent a year and a half in Misawa Japan. He currently resides on a ridge top in his beloved Santa Cruz mountains. He is a blue collar worker and when he's not scribbling verse, he plays guitar and pesters his wife, Debbie. He has six daughters and still does not know what women want.

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