There’s a road sign that
one sometimes passes
on the country roads of Quebec
a child lying still on his side
next to the road
And the words read
“This child could be your own”
though of course
they are written in French
But you’d rather add brine
to an overabundance of peas
peppers and zucchinis
stuff them safely away
in a dark spot
in the kitchen cabinet
in a mason jar and
wait
for the lactic acid tang
to bring out
the pickle
These pickles
are living things
you know
and you can
almost taste them
with their garlic
and dill
But instead
you think about
snake *****
and how it
might smell
The child will be fine you say
he’ll grow up to be an insurance broker
get a divorce at 43
and when he’s eighty-four
his toes will be like gherkins
his nails infected with fungus
and he’ll remember
that day
when he
played dead.
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 6:53 PM UTC
There’s a road sign that
one sometimes passes
on the country roads of Quebec
a child lying still on his side
next to the road
And the words read
“This child could be your own”
though of course
they are written in French
But you’d rather add brine
to an overabundance of peas
peppers and zucchinis
stuff them safely away
in a dark spot
in the kitchen cabinet
in a mason jar and
wait
for the lactic acid tang
to bring out
the pickle
These pickles
are living things
you know
and you can
almost taste them
with their garlic
and dill
But instead
you think about
snake *****
and how it
might smell
The child will be fine you say
he’ll grow up to be an insurance broker
get a divorce at 43
and when he’s eighty-four
his toes will be like gherkins
his nails infected with fungus
and he’ll remember
that day
when he
played dead.
