Relics Beneath The Water

Out on Indian Creek
the milk jugs bob in water
and some men still eat the things they catch.

It weighed almost a hundred pounds,
all green-brown leather and a spiked shell.
It bit clean through a boy’s shoe.
They cut its head off;
nailed the body up to drain.
When they ripped open its belly,
found a rough-worked piece of flint
long ago torn from a shaft.

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