in today’s mail
the cornbread recipe
her slanted cursive
the last meal
we ever shared
*
all evening
rain and for hours
double rainbow
too sweet for poems
but oh, so sweet
*
now
it burns
the noose
of an old
lie
*
in aisle seven
the sulky girl hugs a bag
of jumbo marshmallows
you must have said no,
the stranger says to me
*
even the splash
of dishwater heart-shaped
on the counter
any excuse
to think of love
*
waving
at the woman
in the green pick up
I toss a poem
to her rearview mirror