funeraL reunion

funeraL reunion Christion Garner

Poetry 72

Mac & cheese, chicken please, collard greens, some frozen peas, fresh-baked yam, cranberry jam, canned spam, honey ham.

But this ain’t a holiday.

Long olive wood table, self-serve. Be sure not to serve yourself too well. Many recipes only grandmas preserve for this kind of farewell. Hunger calls the distant and estranged prodigals. This gathering chronicles one lost, many gained.