Brown Paper Bag— Poetry
Feb 12, 2022
by Derco Rosal
my usual, inhibited question,
your plain, three-syllabled answer;
a talk so guarded, perhaps not desiring
to familiarize
each other’s verses. how do you sound
so fluent
in silence with me?
how are you
so consistent, too? your cheese-stuffed
waffle, your vegetable lumpianada,
your powdery Bavarian doughnuts
bought from the local bakeshop.
your brown paper bag
on the kitchen table awaits so often
for me.
a tribe of red ants feasts
always ahead of me
over your every brown paper bag.
how can I not love
your language? too sweet ants want
to share it with me.
