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I Don'T Like Guns But

I don't like guns ... but they make my husband feel like a man and help him bond with our sons. I don't like them or how he describes the way they feel in his hand: "Better than a tit", I heard him confide to his pal, Joey... but something has to protect us. I mean it's our right to be on guard. It's our right. My husband spends all his time with his guns: cleaning them, polishing the barrels, studying their details. And talking...talking about his gun rights, about his next NRA meeting or what happened at the last or that he can't believe how good the right gun in his hand feels. I don't like guns...they made me disappear.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 3/26/2018 5:05:00 AM
Seem like an obsession...really complicated when protection turns to power...All the best to both of you...
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Date: 3/25/2018 2:02:00 PM
Oh wow, original and poignant, stirring. An excellent poem Evelyn.
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