Bio Note: My eleventh collection of poems, Birkenstock Blues, was released by Presa Press (Rockford, MI) in 2019 and re-issued in 2020. I live in Tucson with my wife Connie. I’m a passionate supporter of Sky Island Alliance, a regionally-based environmental organization.
“We are stardust. We are golden.” —Joni Mitchell We talk for hours about having nothing to talk about. After all these years, we still don’t resemble each other. To entertain her, I wonder out loud about eating the cat. Would his thigh taste like dark meat? Rushing to get ready, she asks “What is wrong with you?” Stardust? No, more like radon & neon, those noble gases which don’t bond but boil separately at the same temperature.
Originally published in Cutthroat
©2020 Jefferson Carter
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