Here is where I murdered the man I wished to be:&nbsp;
kite-eating lover boys, steel-skinned rain heroes,
bone-brushers, moon-pushers,
gruff pickers of pears.

from Jeremy Radin&amp;#8217;s poem &amp;#8220;A Pyramid of Bison&amp;#8221; from his new book Slow Dance with Sasquatch
