Destitute in Eunice

by

Peter Mladinic

In Eunice no trees grow There are sand hills And as in Jal and Hobbs mistakes As in Jal and Hobbs families mourn Where we were five One says now we are four In Eunice wind shifts sand But the hills do not leave Mistakes are made people grieve Where we were five we are four Where he is we do not know In Eunice no trees grow

Peter Mladinic’s fourth book of poems, Knives on a Table is available from Better Than Starbucks Publications. An animal rights advocate, he lives in Hobbs, New Mexico, USA.


Peter Mladinic
Peter Mladinic
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