potato poem

Food on Fridays

Food on Fridays: The Poetry of Potatoes

By Ann Kroeker / September 19, 2013

For the Food on Fridays carnival, any post remotely related to food is welcome—though we love to try new dishes,

Be a Better Writer

Field Hands: A Poem

By Ann Kroeker / July 2, 2013

Field Hands My father asks me why I’m so dirty.I say it’s because I played in the field with Becky.I

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