It’s a chocolate, Haagen Dazs Friday night.
Watching dystopias on Amazon Prime
my family 2500 miles due south
at the far end of a horse continent
on a latitude that allows for indoor
ice skating rinks where Disney characters
sing away their pirouetted pain.
Better put the ice-cream back before I eat the whole pint.
Don’t want to start crying now, so I’ll take a Benadryl.
-Chaz Mena, 1 April, 2016