I wrote this just now! Been working on Book Four for you! Working hard! Love, C.A.
Shot
Maybe I'll listen to Earlonne --
his stories from the deep cell block.
Maybe I'll hear the clock wheeze,
and I'll wonder how much time.
Maybe I'll look for Jared's flash --
his right look, his heart, and his hat.
Maybe I'll look for traces of Evan
behind the endless rows of whole milk.
Maybe I'll drive to the white squirrel,
and the lone buck, and the Lunken eagle.
Maybe I'll hornet-fly to Nevada
to dance in the desert that I call home.
I know nothing of quarantine.
I have a full belly, and an out-date.
I have the people, and the creatures,
the wild inside an immune mind.
Give me the shot.
C.A. MacConnell
