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By Jack Conway
Sure he can sling the
ball
down field like an outrageous
arrow,
Before the snap, he keeps
looking
for his father in the stands
and wishes his mother would
act her age
and quit the cheerleading
squad.
Alas, poor Unitas, we knew
him well
and man, if you think there’s
something
rotten in Denmark,
you ought to be in the locker
room.
Jack
Conway’ s newest book
of poetry is, Life Sentences.
His work has appeared in:
The Antioch Review, The
Columbia Review, Yankee,
The Land-Grant College Review,
The Paumanok Review, RALPH,
Rattle, Slow Trains,The
Peregrine Review and The
Norton Anthology of Light
Verse. He is an instructor
at the Sarah Doyle Fiction
Writers
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