Here's a little poem which appeared in the June issue of the Canadian Journal of Words on Paper:

Lunch Date

make a little
sandwich
just for you

get yourself
a crust of bread,
salami,
cheese,
mayonnaise

bother with
one crisp lettuce leaf

bag it
with cold beer,
crisp chips,
a chocolate bar

take it
to the sun,
out of doors.

if you’re going to the grave alone

might as well make
a friend of yourself
first

Please click here to read my essay, My Mother's Hair, on the story blog Common Ties.