The Party of Special Things to Do
The Band was singing Kingdom Come.
Freddy was there with his colored balls
and his glass half fulfilled.
Judy took off her blouse. Randy
took off when the cops arrived.
There were other women suffering
things our eyes hadn’t seen before
or since. Jay had a jay the
size of a carrot, diamond bright
like a night with Angela.
The party wound down when the
Catholics started chanting like
airport saints. Rich asked me if I
wanted to see Robin’s underwear
but that bird had flown. And
that meant I was sleeping in the bathtub
again; my prayers would be filled with
cleansing like the ethnic washday.
I love you, I told the woman I woke
up with. She turned slowly to salt
and I used a pinch of her in my bloody
Mary, which I had with the eggs
from the communion tray. All day I
replayed the party like it was Safe
as Milk. All day I was a sucker
but I loved myself almost as much
as I loved Meghan’s tights, and
her gams, lush like the fields of the Lord.
COREY MESLER has been published in numerous anthologies and journals including Poetry, Gargoyle, Five Points, Good Poems American Places, and New Stories from the South. He has published over 45 books of fiction and poetry. His newest novel, Cock-a-Hoop, is from Whiskey Tit. He also wrote the screenplay for We Go On, which won The Memphis Film Prize in 2017. With his wife he runs Burke’s Book Store (est. 1875) in Memphis.
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