aron taylor

Austin, TX

“At age eight I became a man. My dad took his boys to road trip the west coast. My brother slept up front. I spread out in back. Speeding through Oregon we smashed into the back of a 16-point elk. It should’ve killed us. The windshield caved, spraying my father’s face and knuckles with elk shit, blood, and safety glass. A side mirror whizzed over our sleeping heads. Something flew into the back seat, flopping right onto my cheek. ‘Twas the elk’s dick.”

(name not available)
First created · 14 backed

Have a question about this project?

Ask a question