—After The Uncertainty of the Poet by Giorgio de Chirico
“Bananas brown in the fridge,”
he said, grabbing the bunch
from the crisper and tossing
it at me. Stay-at-home takes
a toll. “Hang it all!” I did with
a toss onto the pendant lamp
in the middle of the kitchen.
“Funny. Until they drop.” I
thought funnier: we need
mitigation miracles.
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