by Todd H. C. Fischer
the stone soldier
stands at attention
his smooth eyes
staring down the road
rifle clutched in a rigid hand
feet planted squarely
on a granite slab
sun glittering on glass
litter on the ground
spoor of bored teenagers
used condoms lay at his boots
and a cracked bullet hole
mars his face
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Todd Fischer has been an artist and a writer his entire life and has had several stories and pictures appear in small press journals world wide. He has also published newsletters and chapbooks under the 'imelod Publications' label during the 90's, as well as for several clubs and organizations. He is one of the founders of 'Stonebunny Press' which publishes a variety of material, and is a freelance artist through his Arm Cross Studios., He has worked as a Production Scheduler in a recording studio (recording books for the blind), as well a variety of odd jobs such as window cleaner, grass cutter in a cemetery and as a face painter., In his free time Todd is a medieval re-enactor and a proud member of the Lions. He is a voracious reader, a cartoonist and sometimes playtests various games (including the RPG ‘Spaceship Zero’ and the Rifts CCG). Map making, book collecting, story writing/telling, Halo and poetry are also activities that Todd enjoys.
Last updated August 10, 2011