Gypsum – A Poem

The old high school

For maximum hypocrisy after my last post about not enjoying poetry, here’s a poem I wrote. It’s about rural Oklahoma, and became the basis for the aesthetic of the novel I’m writing at the moment. More updates about that later.

This poem is based on a trip I took to Hitchcock, Oklahoma with my girlfriend after my Grandfather died. I spent a lot of time there as a child, and it was weird going back.

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