Everyone Loves a Good Fight
Take the swing, feel its
velocity, rush of breath,
impact of knuckles against
flesh. Spittle flys, teeth gnash,
jaw zigzags a crooked
path. Years later you recall
their wrath, again you're
down, slowmotion bounce
and tumble across playyard--
redcoats, horses, everyone.
Nancy Canyon
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