Friday, February 17, 2012

The garage had once more
Been transformed into a butcher’s shop.
Was I fourteen or nine?
A young man or a boy?
Was it a Sunday?
     It was if it adds magnitude.

What happens in a year is forgettable;
What happens in a minute lasts our whole lives.
My father gutting squirrels
Hands me the liquid red knife.
Squeamish, I drop it, and I run.

-Patrick Conners Jr


  1. Yes there are moments that stay with us our whole lives and entire years we can certainly forget as if they never happened. Great post--but poor squirrel!! Cheers, Jenn

  2. I am 43, and I think I would have been out the door and down the street so fast you would wondered if I really had been there at all!! Poor little squirrel!