Wayne James

Wayne James

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Summer Night in Grangeville

Wayne raises a lit Roman candle
with his right arm, shooting fire
into the sky from the parking lot
of the Elkhorn Lodge Motel.
His straw Stetson shields his brow
from white sparks raining down.

I fret; we are too long in the tooth
and too far from a hospital ...