O Pioneer!

by Linda Ferguson

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She turned the coffee pot over
in his lap and left, the screen door
slamming shut so hard
the tails of her bright
apron bow flapped
like a gesture, a
thumbing of the nose, or so
the story goes.

I like to think of her
like that — my grandmother
in a powder blue skirt
and freshly ironed blouse,
unbeknownst to her,
pregnant with my father,
arms pumping
through the thick
August air
as she marched off,
clutching a red checked
dish towel in her fist.

“Ha!” she must
have thought. The bully
couldn’t burn toast
without her help,
and she had two long legs
to carry her into town.


end of story

© 2019, Linda Ferguson

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