I Wake in Our Bed
I wake in our bed with just me.
It’s okay, same sex marriage is legal
here in Massachusetts. And now
weed is, too, ta da!
We like to think of ourselves as
the official host of the decline of the West.
The People’s Republic of Cambridge,
named after a regime that murdered
ten to twenty million people.
Who was that cartoon character on the
Rocky and Bullwinkle Show? Captain Peter
“Wrong Way” Peachfuzz. He’s
the model here for all the right-thinking
wrong-waying, first-of-May feting crowd.
But I’m straying. What I really mean,
politics aside, is I’d rather wake up with you.
Alec Solomita is a writer working in the Boston area. His fiction has appeared in the Southwest Review, The Mississippi Review, Southword Journal, and Peacock, among other publications. His poetry has appeared in Poetica, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Litbreak, Driftwood Press, Anti-Heroin Chic, The Galway Review, The Lake, and elsewhere, including several anthologies. His chapbook, “Do Not Forsake Me,” was published in 2017. His full-length poetry book, “Hard To Be a Hero,” came out in 2021. He's working on another.
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