Salt” - Laurel Kruger

Salt Laurel Kruger ‘22

You spit at my feet Then knelt And dried them with your hair

You spread your cloak across the mud in my path But when I walked across You berated me For I had ruined your cloak

You paid me in salt And like a good soldier I climbed your garden wall while you slept $QGSRXUHGP\VDODU\LQWR\RXUÁRZHUEHGV