Radishes
–after Candide
by Gaby Bedetti
There is a
concatenation of events in the best of
all possible worlds.
Had we not been stopped short by the
pandemic,
we would not be playing the violin where
Daniel and Rebecca Boone were laid to
rest,
we would not be deep cleaning the Giza
pyramids,
we would not have left the ghost light
burning all night on Broadway,
we would not be taking lessons from The
Rest of the World,
we would not be turning our front yards
into playgrounds,
we would not be playing board games in
the garage wearing gloves,
and we would not be here to eat fresh
radishes grown by our son. |
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