Irvine, Kentucky (Reunion)

This is a poem I wrote last year when I traveled with my partner and a few of his family members to their family reunion. My sister and I grew up visiting Grandma Hatfield (and uncles, aunts, cousins, Great Grandma Ratliff) in the hills of southeastern Kentucky, and when I saw the hills again on

Irvine, Kentucky (Reunion)

This poem represents a little bit of the heart of a small town in Kentucky that I visited recently with Gary for his family reunion. It felt so wonderful to see the mountains again (my sister and I spent a lot of time at Grandma Hatfield’s house in McCarr.KY, with our cousins – great memories)!