The Slow-Cooked Sentence

that hose + dirt
= mud

it’s spring
and the world is puddle-wonderful

when maxandsam come running
from soccer field smelling of lawn and little-
boy stink

it’s spring and
the iceCream truck
whistles far and wee.

and chajaandcoins go
scrambling for chocotacos
that dribble and glop

it’s spring and
mothersclimbMountains
of laun
dry
and sigh at what they see

it’s spring and the iceCream truck
whistles
far
and
wee