Baby Eater

Poetry by Sharon Cicilian

Over Easter brunch her mother-in-law inquired,
Why haven’t you given me any grandbabies yet?
The eyes of her in-laws fixated on her. She smiled,
ripped open a dinner roll, sliced the head off of
the lamb shaped butter and replied: I swallow.

 

sharonSharon Cicilian shares her life with three farm animals: Paul the husband, Queen Scruffy the cat, and Snoop a Loop the dog. She is completing her MFA at Goddard College.

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This entry was posted on Wednesday, December 30th, 2009 at 3:30 pm and is filed under Poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

2 Responses to “Baby Eater”

  1. Jessie Carty
    December 31, 2009 at 12:35 pm

    so naughty but SOOO funny!

    #410
  2. Eric
    January 2, 2010 at 4:25 pm

    There’s a silence in the reader’s head at the end of this that must perfectly mirror the reality of it. Absolute social horror. Very good.

    #412

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