Eleanor Widmer 8:30 a.m., March 23
Yes! A hamburger! A mustard grin! Ketchup smiles!
Three poems by Sarah Sala
ATTENDANCE: A CATALOGUE:
- my car broke down,
- my mother became someone I didn’t recognize, I had
- a relapse, my sister got beat up, I felt the tremendous
- anxiety of living, do you remember me, no busses go there,
- I had an abortion, I’m bedridden with a virus, my ex-
- boyfriend robbed me, the nurses are sweet, I couldn’t find
- parking, one of my animals died and the other is sick,
- I fell asleep and didn’t wake up, my grandma is having
- a mastectomy, my roommate is an undergrad too,
- we’re pulling the plug on my aunt today, I had to pick up
- my rat from the vet, a power surge broke all the light bulbs
- in my house, Twitter released my home address, I miss the
- numbness sometimes, I’m driving my mother to work,
- I’m sliding in the snow, I got a speeding ticket, I went
- snowboarding, I’m in holding, my ankle is broken,
- is this all there is, I didn’t understand the assignment.
No one ever asked me if I liked being called Pluto
- When Pluto was a planet, X got detention for keeping
- their eyes open during prayer. They wondered, are all
- grandmas named Dorothy? Their voice became a mind
- no one else could hear.
- When no one knew what a planet was anymore,
- X read the Sunday comics alongside the original
- eight. New mnemonics replaced the old:
- They love me, they’re terrestrial. They love me,
- they’re gaseous. They love me not, I’m an ice planet.
- X studied childhood obesity with jellybeans asking,
- which one is the best?
- When Pluto was a dwarf planet, X had sex in a pajama set,
- with the Kuiper Belt repeating yes-yes-yes-yes.
- Children wrote misspelled letters to scientists exclaiming,
- If there are people who live there they won’t exist.
- Then X’s sister birthed a niece, a small impact
- with jet black hair. They named her Lola, which means:
- no one ever asked me if I liked being called Pluto.
- *This poem first appeared in Impakter Magazine
Excerpt from After Being Laid Off, A Series of Rothko Paintings
- Yes! A hamburger! A mustard grin! Ketchup smiles! Cheesing fast food!
- A photo of your lips! Bliss becomes the lens! The picturesque emotion
- absent from our bodies. To backward gaze. I could not stand you/// until I
- consumed you. Five years to enter the layers. A trip — a tip — a white
- string of amusement. Hamburger mustache. Mayonnaise. Lift off.
- Recognize when the eaters are in peril. Recognize an abort mission.