'61 was a hell of a year

by Erek Smith

hemingway
ate the
barrel of
his hunting
rifle for
breakfast
July 2, '61
the next
day my
father came
into this
world
one tough
sonofabitch
down
the other
just getting
started
both served
in a war
both loved
to hunt
& fish
both had
three kids
& were
disappointed
in at
least one
of them