Daddy and the Cicadas
When
Daddy was dying
he
watched the Mets
“Been
there, done that,” he said
like
the kids in school
Now
he eats cicadas
like
a wild bandit
when
they crawl on the ground
every
17 years
Daddy
likes Archie and Edith
though
Edith died at 90
sitting
in front of the TV
with
him and Mommy
They
were discussing politics
Humphrey
was nominated
the
police beat Jerry Rubin
with
a baton in 1968
I
worry about Daddy
stuck
in the ground
with
no Worcester sauce
to
put in his tomato juice
“Daddy
and Mommy,”
we’d
say at home
back
from college
or
a trip to New York
When
Daddy died,
he
met the cicadas
watching
the Mets
after
17 years.
* * *
Eleanor Levine's writing has appeared in Fiction, Evergreen Review, Fiction Southeast, Dos Passos Review, Monkeybicycle, Barely South Review, The Denver Quarterly, Pank, The Toronto Quarterly, Barrelhouse, Intima, Foliate Oak Literary Magazine, Kentucky Review, Juked, The Stockholm Review of Literature, Crack the Spine, Thrice Fiction, Tulane Review, and The MacGuffin; forthcoming work in SRPR (Spoon River Poetry Review). Her short story, "The Jew Who Became a Nun," was nominated by Menacing Hedge for Best of the Net 2015. Eleanor’s poem, “Daddy and the Cicadas,” appears in her poetry collection, Waitress at the Red Moon Pizzeria, which will be released by Unsolicited Press on February 29, 2016.
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