A thin letter from the Likely Review sits in my mailbox.
I will use my scythe to exhume the letter from its holder.
In the mailbox, the envelope dozes atop a coupon
From Bed Bath and Beyond, a material image of sorts.
Above, the clouds are clouding around me.
This draws up existential questions, and
The smell of my mother’s lemon cake,
A glowing ember of youth; and finally the shock word:
I shut the mailbox and proceed to
Pull from my coat pocket, a bazooka.
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Megan Roth is finding it hard. www.mrothillustration.com