~ Delta Poetry Review ~

K. Cutlas

Marlboro

The strawberry patch is overgrown

Yellow River Ranch

ain’t open anymore

Smoking a cigarette never sounded so good

I’d give myself a black lung

if it meant I’d feel you again

B98.5 plays my kinda music

I got that from you

with a love for Christmas

These ornaments don’t hang

themselves right, Elvis

don’t sound as good as he used to

I won’t smoke

You never knew

but I wanted to try it

In the hot Georgia summer

sunshine sizzling our skin

smoke pouring from our lips

As we talked about old days

When I sat on your lap

too young to drive

My feet on the gas,

golf cart flying

across the front yard

You know, sometimes I wonder

If you ever knew

just how much I missed

Those days, those summers,

Wednesdays, and how I wish I said

I love you

Before I said goodbye

K. Cutlas was born and raised near Atlanta, Georgia. She attended Berry College and received her bachelor’s degree in creative writing. Currently, she is working on a novel in verse entitled Until the Dirt Settles. She loves cats, sweet tea, and curating highly specific playlists for her works.