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Peter Tremain's avatar

I have met a tumbleweed. My wife Mary Ann insisted we pick up one from the multitude as we drove through Western Kansas. Our kids were young. We put the god-awful prickly monster in the back of the mid-sized station wagon. We put Tommy in the back yard and watched him roll around for years until his fell apart into the grass. I still miss him.

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Elaine McMilian's avatar

Flatten a squirrel, but avoid the tumbleweed! Your poems are life lessons to me, Zed!

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