by Mary E. Lowd
When the potluck invite
Said “bring something
For the desert table” and
It wasn’t a typo
Oh no
They meant it
Enjoy your just
Desserts, philistines
Who assume
You know better than
The exact words
On the page
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
When the potluck invite
Said “bring something
For the desert table” and
It wasn’t a typo
Oh no
They meant it
Enjoy your just
Desserts, philistines
Who assume
You know better than
The exact words
On the page