I used to walk into yards:

On treed bluffs above the Mississippi in Missouri,

On grassy prairies above the Mississippi in Illinois,

In soaked rice fields, levee-protected, near the Mississippi in Arkansas,

On beet-planted plains bordering the Red in North Dakota.

“Some water, please?”

“Sure, help yourself.”

Not as certain, not as confident now:

The loaded rifles, shotguns, pistols.

The brown pit bulls on rusted chains.

Fortified islands.

Pass on.

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky mid-April 2013

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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One Response to Unwelcoming Prudence

  1. Walter Birdwell says:

    The world has changed. You express the change very well. There was atime when you could drink straight out of the creeks up here.

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