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DOGS OF AUSTRALIA
... 6. the pit bull is at rest in the front yard
the pit bull is at rest in the front yard, heavy & suburban, blood covered, wintry, coat like
a white snow flake, the slitty little eyes buried in the great hulk of head, he was a snow
dog, a bully boy, built up into nothing much, by the dirty fibro house & overgrown lawns,
the wrought iron verandah, the cactus garden & paspalan, the dog connected to a chain,
to a stake in the ground, perhaps feeling sad & sorry for himself, one black eye & his ear
half torn, a couple of persistent flies, no food or water, the people were asleep inside, the
blinds drawn, the dirty dishes stacked on the sink, the records balanced on the old stereo,
the staleness of the house, the wounds creeping along his muscular hide, had he lost or
won his last fight?, i noticed him quietly there & went to investigate, the pale dog was
calmly on the end of his tether, eyes buried deeply inside his forehead |
