SANDERS AND BELLS
The industrial might of a dying nation
once had mills and sanders on hillsides
and slopes. Bluffs of rocky soil with
water at the base. Lynn, Mass, and
Burlington, Vermont. Those fine gals
from Hoosick at the catering hall,
they made food enough for forty
during the mine collapse, when
no one else knew what was really
happening. And then, twelve dead
men and a weekend later, everyone
back to work.
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