Ryan Collins — The Monarch Review

Four-Ten – Ryan Collins

Tuesday, August 9, 2011 13:44 — 8 Comments

The shotgun was heavy in the boy’s hands.  The pigeons in the upstairs loft stared down at him, their little white faces scrunched up against the chicken wire.  The boy held his breath as he sighted down the barrel.  The hawk flipped and fluttered, knocking against the tin ceiling of the barn.  The pigeons shuffled, pressing harder against the chicken wire that opened from the fly pen to the inside of the barn.