Spent

800 rubles
on candy fruit drops
and pictures of the orchard
plugging
riddle caskets

Bassanio chose the hollow lead
and risked it all he never had

like grandma's cheesecake recipe
tucked in Revelation 21:1
sold online for nine ninety-three

plus shipping and handling



K. D. Howells

Poetry

The Very Short Life of a Sausage

A sausage, plump and lazy
trembles.
Whiskers wisp its belly
dry buds lick its skin red raw
spike-teeth burst its mosaic hide
squirting a chunky-hunk,
trailing beads of a glass necklace.

--Jan. 30, 2009



The Rosewood Throne

Ribbons row the red silk river

blossoming pregnant,
tender curves

spilling
the contour of cloudless lovers

carved streams
of flooded light--

and diamonds
trickle in a rainstorm.

--Feb. 10, 2009



Werewolves cannot roar, my dear.

A silver coin
waxed,

piercing night's squinted eye

shedding
the first sin
that drips from the Garden of Eden.

--Feb. 17, 2009

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