SHOVELHEAD
by Stephen Hundley
Six feet long,
and rolling.
Slack in the chop
after forty minutes on the line.
Reach and find
a surprise.
Happy to break small bones
hand and wrist.
See the dogged smile.
Old soldier’s grin.
We keep a gun for such as these.
Press barrel to spade,
the gore like pollen
light on the wind.
I wonder if beneath black water,
and perfect body,
cat’s tongue skin
on cold cast-iron,
there is a current
all too human.
A fish like this:
you have to bury the head
like a snake.
There will be grey steaks
with cracked black pepper,
necklaces for the children,
bait for the crabs,
and the dogs will worry what’s left.
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Stephen Hundley is a former high school science teacher. He
currently works and studies as an MFA student at the University
of Mississippi. He also serves as an editor for The Swamp
literary magazine. His recent work can be found in The MacGuffin,
Driftwood Press, and BULL. He lives in Oxford, Mississippi.
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