by Jason McCall

We all love the big guy
at the party, the one who can lift
two kegs out of the pickup,
make the buffet cashier look
for a manager, make the drunks get
dry real fast. We like to brag
to the girls about splitting
pizzas and beer pitchers
with him, spotting him
at the gym. We don't mind standing
next to him until he turns
his shadow on us, turns the world
dark and small. Then we only get
close enough to dream of how big
we could be if we stood on his shoulders
and hacked at his neck.

Jason McCall is proud to admit that he loves blueberries, and he is proud to admit that he is an Alabama native. He currently teaches at the University of Alabama. He holds an MFA from the University of Miami, and his collections include Silver (Main Street Rag), I Can Explain (Finishing Line Press), and Dear Hero (winner of the 2012 Marsh Hawk Press Poetry Prize).

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