I stumbled upon my nearest neighbor's shop of horrors and found the frozen carcasses of several animal species hanging from the rafters: coyote [pronounced ky-yote], badger, fox, 'coon, 'possum, etc...and, I remembered his reassurances to me that, "Oh, coyotes are pretty fast, I don't get that many." I looked at the gunner nest atop his truck, and I wondered about that. Coyotes are not edible; and raccoon pelts fetch about $20, at the most. Most of the animals hanging in his shed were neither edible nor worth much money, dead. In South Dakota, as of 2010, youngsters can shoot guns alone at the age of 11; it is lawful to fire upon animals from a vehicle or from the air; and any animal can be shot upon one's own land. I'm sure I don't have to remind you what the history here has been with the native human population.
This poem is from my new collection called Stop Film.
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