Featured Poet: Maria Pascualy

A Fit Start for a Murder Mystery


the sallow skinned man adjusts his truss
and squints through gauzy curtains
at the ruckus  
                    across the street the tiny white dog
                    grips shin bone in maw
                    and keeps the cop from its meat

                     the fat cop rubs his neck
                     and makes a call    a trim brunette
                     watches from the stoop  
the sallow skinned man steps back with a shake
the black cat named Crow squats on the dinner tray
and licks a paw
his tail smacks the skull inside the sack




Incident at the Hot Dog Stand


a big lug
with a hairy back
ordered two dogs & a pop
gave me the eye
as I walked up   dude
had on cheap trunks
a class ring & neon
flip-flops   as the guy slid
his plastic down the counter
kid at the grill  looked up
said six bucks  CASH
old lady behind me said
she’d take the two dogs instead
if the lug couldn’t pay  I coughed
the kid tugged his hairnet
& looked bored   dude gave me
another look   I ignored him
said to the kid   give me the coke
& the fat lug left with nothing




hook-up


he thinks
she winks
he tips his hat
they sit swap spit
their glasses clink
blink blink
drink drink
they eat and chat
he’s falling fast
gap tooth, pink tongue
red lips, sweet tits
he tugs his slacks
adjusts his watch
asks for the check
she takes his hand
it’s on her thigh
deep sigh deep sigh
her blue eyes wide
she asks him home
her place soft bed
they fuck till dawn
at eight she says
ya gotta go
can’t let my
hubby know
he thinks she winks
he tips his hat




My First Boyfriend


he liked to chew
mint leaves
& stunk of  domesticity
he drank
Scotch neat
& recited German poetry
he spent a week
in Greece
seven days of heaven
I muscled
a clean break­­–
& live with that regret

 

Maria Pascualy lives in Tacoma, Washington and likes to read people like Wallace Stegner, Michelle Tea, Richard Hugo, Deborah Digges, Thomas Lux and a lot of straight history. She works in a museum and has created exhibits on hoboes and wobblies and radicals, and Mulberry Fork Review has recently accepted some of her work.



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