he kept repeating once the paint had dried
pink would turn into salmon
neither salmon nor lake trout made it here alive
but the crabs sure arrived on time
and we showered them with
praise and boiling water
meanwhile in the basement
the freezer chest hums along
keeping solid that which may never thaw
august two thousand seventeen
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she walked casually into the room
two oversize scoops atop a sugar cone
and as her eyes caught mine
she suddenly froze
I sensed small wisps of steam
hovering above the dark chocolate
assorted nuts and marshmallows
winking
she extended her arm
as if holding a microphone
and for a brief moment
found myself unable to speak
you’re funny she said
pulling back her arm
turning around and kicking one leg back
suddenly vanishing before my eyes
laughing and licking
right out of dodge
april two thousand fifteen
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