The world is the size of an index card now,

accessible all at one touch.

I never did love the knife.
Just once I felt his dull
serrations. It wasn’t his fault.
He didn’t intend to cut me.
But after that, his very weight
against me made me cringe.

Twenty-two firefighters labored to deliver you,
yours a different kind of fire.

Here, eat this fucking sandwich

that I had originally intended to make
for myself but later realized

was no good for me

My daughter saw this one and asked, “What happened to his face?!” To which I replied, “I don’t know!”