Richard Stevenson
Another
hairy hominid. This one spotted
along
Georgia highways in the seventies.
Distinguishing
feature? A wooden leg?!
Must be human! A victim of hypertrichosis
on
a twilight toot or walkabout, maybe;
didn’t
expect any traffic on the back roads.
Booked
it into the bush. Maybe a really hairy
hippy
batchin’
it off the grid? Has furry pajamas
to
stave off the winter chill. Built a yurt.
Maybe
he’s really some rich schmuck’s kid
off
on a pre-employment lark. Powers his yurt
with
solar panels. Hangs with Ewell Gibbons.
Subsists
on hickory nuts, berries, and tubers –
for
a year or two. Through one winter maybe.
A retreat
after grad school? Maybe…
Maybe
he’s just pretendin’ to be a ‘squatch.
Bought
a suit from a Hollywood f/x dude.
Decided
to get some post-Halloween use –
But
that would entail the risk of being shot –
so,
no, probably not. A real Bigfoot who saw
one
of us with one? Rammed his half-leg with a
stake?
Richard
Stevenson recently retired from a 30-year teaching gig at Lethbridge College
and is in the process of selling his house in Lethbridge and moving to Nanaimo,
BC. His most recent publications are Rock, Scissors, Paper: The Clifford
Olson Murders (2016) and A Gaggle of Geese (2017).
Action
Dachshund! and An Abominable Swamp Slob Named Bob are forthcoming.
