Poetry of Love, Resistance, & Solidarity

The thirteenth child was the last to be born
and the last to die at ninety-one.

Number ten only made it to three (drowned in a farm pond)
and number eight, at seven, met
his demise from a sudden fever.

The mean death age was
47 — about what you’d expect from pioneer days.

The mean life was
farming, children, hunger, death and Jesus
but not always in that order.

— Deborah Altus

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