This poem appears in George Bilgere's 2024 chapbook,
Cheap Motels of My Youth, and also
online at Rattle.com. The narrator, a man in his sixties, comes across the air gun he used to shoot at cans when he was a teen, and tries it out on "a volume of poetry, slim,/ but not slim enough,/ by a poet I never liked":
The pellet, as it happens,
made it farther than I ever did,
stopping on page sixty-two
... at which point I cackled at the savagery and decided to post about it here.

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Published on December 30, 2024 21:27