shot glass
Issue # 1 March 2010
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Gil Fagiani

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After the war
my father came home
with rocks cut in half
outsides drab and craggy
insides polished to glass.
Staring at cloudy shapes
behind window-like surfaces,
I think about my father:
A blue tyrannosaurus
with a frog on its shoulder,
a baying dog with his back
covered in flames.