Biscuits

Ridged biscuits,

Jagged edges,

Like the high former mountains worn by the Ice Age.

With enough time, the craggy tips will crumble and flatten.

I, like the creviced biscuits, feel the heel soon to give ….

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, late-December 207

Author: Gene Novogrodsky

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, a Brownsville resident for nearly three decades, writes North American border slices, from eastern Canada to central Mexico, and in between. He is one of the founders of the Narciso Martinez Cultural Arts Center Writers Forum in San Benito. He sometimes participates with the informal Resaca Writers Group in Brownsville. He prefers, however, to read to two or three attentive listeners – when asked!

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