Careworn Romeo parlays a paycheck into venison chunk dog food for his junkyard mutt because a man’s dog should eat wild meat, neglecting that hunting was never our species’ first choice; the purchase of deer-in-a-bag shouldn’t induce swagger. In this way, recognize what a fistfight is today: blunt force trauma of an archaic fashion turning bodies into maps of bruises—fossilized behavior that evidences a hardened form of anger. Before swinging, consider your fists: two mottled, maculate angels of dull light left in your charge by a diner waitress in a rainy county full of fierce Christians. Remember what it means to make a burial.
Drew Knapp is a student in DC. His work has been previously published in The Citron Review, Silhouette, & Thought Catalog.