Shoney on the Porch
Shoney stood on the porch in overalls.
She was drinking coffee from a pickle jar,
and I couldn’t help but imagine the taste of dill
when she sipped it.
Later that night we celebrated a birthday.
Her fiancé got drunk and puked in the driveway.
We were singing “Happy Birthday” while it happened,
and you could hear Shoney say:
God damnit.
They’re getting wed in October.
I thought about that because Mazzy Star was playing.
I wonder if Shoney will wear a pantsuit to their wedding.
She’d hate to hear me say that.
—TF
illustration by Happy Burbeck
