Etta Duryea
If I had a gun, I'd treat Papa
like a duck in a Long Island
duck hunt. If i had a gun,I would provide myself
the same kindness enemy soldiers
are provided. What I want
is a metallic way back to before.
When I close my eyes, I dream
gold teeth fanned like a rainbow
in the afternoon. When I was
in the back room with Gaston,
I heard a gold smile around
every color. If i had a gun-