Published by The Santa Clara Review
in minnesota/i could understand/
falling in love/with the woman/
behind the wheel/with the man/
having his first/kiss on a lake
a broke/down sign/now
only says/ “men sing”/
and i believe it
and he says/the corn
ain’t tall/as it should/
be and i believe/him too
tell me about/reaching third/
base by the lake/in a mix/of
sand and dirt/and i’ll tell/
you about/a mix of you/and i
you still/wear that cologne/
you shared/with us/before that/
party/three years ago?
the one/you said would make/
us men/that night?/i only/
smelled it/on you/and never/used it
and i’m hoverin/over
the rocky/mountains/
now and/wondering/
where you could/have
gone/and when/i’m
coming back/to myself
Jaden Fong 