Winter 2021 - Joe Davies  


Once I was a squad’s radio operator; another time I was simply a guy with a gun – and this is maybe the perfect time to talk about that gun, because for years after, whenever I felt bitter or frustrated or angry, I could sometimes feel the heft of that thing in my hands, the weight of it, the way the forestock and pistol grip felt when my fingers slipped around them, and what it was like to bring the butt of it up to my shoulder, so it’d be fairly useless for anyone to argue with me that having some kind of gun control isn’t a good idea …




Joe Davies’ short fiction has appeared in the Dublin Review, eFiction India, PRISM International, the Missouri Review, and previously in Queen’s Quarterly. He lives in Peterborough, Ontario.


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