No
Bullet Ever Grazed
Wyatt
Earp, like they
managed
Wild Bill.
No
lead in the back,
cards close
to the vest
for
this imperturbable body
opener,
stoic justice U.S.
No
wild Indians, like chasing
down
George Armstrong.
Just
lucky, I reckon (I guess)
when
it comes to killing
Cowboys,
to be honest
and
come clean.
Gil Hoy
Gil Hoy is a Boston poet and trial lawyer who studied poetry at
Boston University through its Evergreen program. Hoy received a B.A. in
Philosophy and Political Science from Boston University, an M.A. in Government from
Georgetown University, and a J.D. from the University of Virginia School of
Law. He served as a Brookline, Massachusetts Selectman for four terms. Hoy’s
poetry has appeared most recently in Chiron Review, Ariel Chart, Social
Justice Poetry, Poetry24, Right Hand Pointing/One Sentence Poems, The Penmen
Review, I am not a silent poet, The New Verse News and Clark Street Review.
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