Somebody Everyone Likes
[repeat]
—Larry Kearney
“Happy birthday! You’re amazing!”
Along the swollen, candied shore
of the river. “Let’s go!”
He’ll come over for dinner tonight.
Feeling so good is feeling so good
in love.
A spackled wilderness rises in the
portent. On holiday borders.
Yuck on the latter.
I woke up crummy on the little green
o’s. Allergies eating me up. Bit of an
online fight.
After lunch Harry manipulates the
laundry. The television sends
smoke signals.
Seven months later I’m at his
parents’ in Salinas, grooming
for the 4th of July.
Last night’s fast food watches
second half of Joy Luck Club.
