Tag: snake

I found him dozing in the dustof the dry top-paddock dam.Coiled olive and yellow stripes,lazy in the afternoon sun.I saw the blunt wedgeof his head stir to rise,body flatteninglike yesterday’s hay.I stomped. Stomped again,crushed head into hardpan,and heard the moanof life departing. Or just windthrough the empty grain silo. Ryan Stone