Beehive
By Colin Gilbert
Today, I ate my first ‘peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.’ It tasted like honey
bees shat between slices of bread.
Missionary children love this food.
But my stomach feels like a quicksand pit.
My head is a balloon.
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I am the current Editor of Lamplighter Review and, in addition to winning the 2006 Chicago State University Hughes, Diop, Knight Literary Award, I have poems appearing in recent or upcoming editions of Pedestal Magazine, Matrix, Minglewood, Plain Spoke, Gloom Cupboard, CC & D and Cantaraville.
By Colin Gilbert
Today, I ate my first ‘peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.’ It tasted like honey
bees shat between slices of bread.
Missionary children love this food.
But my stomach feels like a quicksand pit.
My head is a balloon.
- - -
I am the current Editor of Lamplighter Review and, in addition to winning the 2006 Chicago State University Hughes, Diop, Knight Literary Award, I have poems appearing in recent or upcoming editions of Pedestal Magazine, Matrix, Minglewood, Plain Spoke, Gloom Cupboard, CC & D and Cantaraville.
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