Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

the boy’s own scrapbook

high jump a copperhead
chase cows cross country
 
carry a dead skunk down the grassy lane
throw up at the finish
 
lose another race with death
to your grandmother’s house
 
fumble the snap
you got nothing
 
hum baby hum
throw your father a curve
 
put your dukes up
circle the room
 
make a free throw
the crowd goes wild
 
 
Barry Basden lives in the Texas hill country with his wife and two yellow Labs. He edits Camroc Press Review and is coauthor of CRACK! AND THUMP: WITH A COMBAT INFANTRY OFFICER IN WORLD WAR II. He is currently working on a collection of compressed pieces related to war.

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