Sunday, September 14, 2014

5906. PREDOMINANT PIZAZZ (emigration)

PREDOMINANT PIZZAZZ
(emigration)
I went to Florence with a broken foot; eating snail
juice from a bear-claw mug; drinking it would be
too smooth a word. I bought a lighter just to learn
to smoke. Galouises, thicker than my arm. I hitched
my way up to Paris again, sitting back slightly in a
roadway cabin on a rickety ride  -  the driver kept up
a chatter, not a word I understood. Drinking a dark, red
wine until my sides would split, I drank a drunk's way.
Yes, way off too  -  postcards from Liberty Island, all
the hand-written notes a mother would want from a son.

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