(after Hanif Abdurraqib) I remember guns were a private thing we only used at camp beginning with the potshots my cousins and I took at empty Miller Lite cans the white cans with the red emblem and the time David yelled at me after I discharged the lever action BB gun across the water because I didn’t know the pellet could skip all that way and hit someone and I remember the smart satisfying crack of the pump action .22 rifle with little recoil and while it was thrilling it was safe and it ...
