Dolls and Guns

Norbert Krapf

 

 

She gave each of her sons

a doll and a toy gun.

 

During the day, they shot

the gun at robbers in the mountains

 

and at night they put

the baby to bed in the cabin.

 

The same fingers that pulled the trigger

tucked the sheet around the baby's face.

 

She gave each of us boys

a doll and a toy gun

 

and the finger that ran

through the doll's hair

 

would later find it hard

to pull the trigger of a gun.

 

 

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