The Cryptozoologist

A sasquatch stood in splintered shadow, still
and sinister beneath the pine. This shade
of boyhood dreams would peer at me until,
unwilling, I looked back and it conveyed
a sense of baleful dread. So now I hike
the trails at night, and listen for its call.
I sniff the breeze for fecal stink, I mike
it’s haunts, hang cameras in the trees. I crawl
through berry brush that tears like teeth in search
of tufts of hair. I study and I coax
the grain of truth from folklore. I research
the films, the footprint casts, and every hoax.
I’ll scour the hills for Bigfoot bones or turds.
I’ll find some proof. Believe me. Mark my words.

J. Davidson Hero is a bibliophile, computer programmer, an award-winning indie film maker, and most importantly, a husband and father.

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