{"id":115047,"date":"2022-06-25T19:06:52","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T23:06:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=115047"},"modified":"2022-06-25T19:06:52","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T23:06:52","slug":"1000-in-the-pot","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/1000-in-the-pot\/","title":{"rendered":"$1,000 in the Pot"},"content":{"rendered":"

In the morning light it was easy to see\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

where her brother Abel had driven the truck.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Not too close to the house. Few footprints\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

remained under the new snowfall, a light<\/span><\/p>\n

one last night. Darla recalled other snows\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

that had blown in nearly to the windows\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

and under the house. Especially\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

under the house where the snow froze,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

first warmed by the house itself and then\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

froze into solid rock by the winds that\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

skimmed down the hill. She had spent\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

a winter here with him, with Josh,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

but she\u2019d learned the snow fell even\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

in July. It was time to leave.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She\u2019d park the truck in town\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

after her boxes were loaded\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

onto the train. This view, lonesome,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

didn\u2019t reveal the small town nearby\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

with people who\u2019d bet on whether\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

she\u2019d make it even one year. She\u2019d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

held out for Abel. He could use the money.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She turned, got into the truck,<\/span><\/p>\n

shut the door and headed\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

to the civilization that she knew.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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