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It sounded like   boys     in the woods
kicking     a dying wolf

they called him  faggot
his eyes    rolled to heaven

they called him    hungry
his face    ate the earth

a drunk parade   of soccer ball  stars
in case  someone was  keeping score

someone like     sister  making
dandelion crowns     for her

butchering brothers  staining themselves
with the blood   of   untamed things

for all boys broken  by puberty’s  pulse
a bullet train  hijacked by   adolescent miracles

no one was asked    to unmake.

Daniel Edward Moore’s poems have been published in journals such as The Spoon River Poetry Review, Rattle, Assaracus Review, Columbia Journal, American Literary Review, Western Humanities Review, Mid-American Review and others. He has poems forthcoming in Broad Street Magazine, Tule Review, Weber Review, Natural Bridge and 2 Bridges Review. His work has also been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. He lives in Washington on Whidbey Island. His recent book, Confessions of a Pentecostal Buddhist, can be found on Amazon. Visit Daniel's website here.