Reflections on American Gothic

Paula Dotson Frew
Jul 26, 2017 · 1 min read

Granted they are stiff,

As if made of Wood,

But they may be

real people with

the sun in their eyes.

Granted they seem hard,

As if made of stone,

But they may be

Real people with

A lot on their minds.

Granted they seem harsh,

Like sandpaper on skin,

But they may be

Real people with

A tragedy that day.

Granted, real people

Can have the visage

Of sandpaper, stone, and wood

And still be real people.

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