Life After Deer Season
This author is a recipient
of the Sigma Tau Delta Award
I left greatness out to dry last night.
You can find its body left in a field, headless.
Some wild, caught, big-game trophy
meant for a plaque and a wall.
A buck’s antlers are his trophy.
My trophies are memories, moments
preserved like crystal. Each facet reflecting
the motions of a well-lived youth.
My antlers are well-loved,
but they will shed with the seasons.
I will preserve the body
and pray for one more winter.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Gregory Gomez studies Secondary Education for English and ELL and Creative Writing at St. Ambrose University. He is an active musician across the Midwest, and his writing has been published by The Midwest Writing Center and Quercus. He is a member of the Quercus editorial team.
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