Harris Barton once said that playing on the
offensive line is like being in 1000 car wrecks
a day.
Harris was all-pro…
He knew what he was talking about.
Even on the small college level, the pit was
a dangerous place to be on a Saturday afternoon.
Bodies hitting you at all angles, punches to
the head…
Pile ups…
Cheap shots from some defensive back
coming over the top of a scrum.
Yes, this is a collision area of a field.
Where we played for the love of the game…
To understand this…
You had to experience it…
You had to smell it…
If you didn’t participate in this
beautiful ritual…
You wouldn’t appreciate what the hell I’m saying.
Dan Provost's poetry has been published throughout the small press for a number of years. Some recent publications include: Ariel Chart, Poetical Review, Merak Magazine, Oddball Magazine, Deuce Coupe, Misfit Magazine, the Rye Whiskey Review, Cajun Mutt Press and the Dope Fiend Daily. He has two books coming out in 2020. Under the Influence of Nothingness by Kung Fu Treachery Press and Rattle of a Realizer, published by Whiskey City Press. He lives in Berlin, New Hampshire with his wife Laura and dog Bella.
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