Sometimes boys lie
on the edge,
out of sight
along holey-hill—
long guns trained
over groundhog colonies
tempted by sunshine,
tempted by clover,
waiting for gullible
little brown heads.
“Groundhog Day” was printed in Hawthorne Road, No. 2 of Inwood Indiana. Pick up the paperback from Prolific Press; the stories and poems published online are free to read here.
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