The Slow-Cooked Sentence

When punch, puking and a poem occur in 5 minutes

Rachael Conlin Levy
Photo courtesy of Jared Zimmerman

A foot slams, the car stops and punch spills.
Grabbing napkins, mopping
spilled drink, spilled minutes.
Back on the road, turning, stopping, eating
greasy tacos. Vomit spills.
More napkins, more minutes.
Back on the road, windows opening, air carrying,
my laughter away.



One response to “When punch, puking and a poem occur in 5 minutes”

  1. mamapease says:

    punch and greasy tacos = effective vomit. Noodle vomit is interesting but punch and taco vomit is definately high quality.

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