A New, Sweet World

Meet me here by the 3/4 box of Franzia,
and I will tell you the new plan. Unscrew

the cap on the Boone’s Farm Wild Island;
let it breathe. Let it speak to us softly of

pineapple Life Savers and tropical
dorm-room nights. There’s something
in the air; it smells of supermarket jelly
doughnuts and the joy of our union.

You and I do not waste time on fine wine
and artisanal baked goods–not when

there’s so much work to do: Can we
build a new, sweet world before
the old, sweet world expires?



For NaPoWriMo, Day 11. The prompt was to write about wine and love.






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