by DS Maolalai
it’s raining
snacks this morning – that is to say
there’s acorns. the oak tree outside
dropping off its kids.
I go out;
gather some dirt
for dinner. it’ll taste
pretty good
fried.
bundled
in a scarf
they weigh more than bricks would.
wood
good for flavour
and it breaks well
against bacon.
[DS Maolalai is a poet from Ireland who has been writing and publishing poetry for almost 10 years. His first collection, Love is Breaking Plates in the Garden, was published in 2016 by Encircle Press, and he has a second collection forthcoming from Turas Press in 2019. He has been nominated for Best of the Web and twice for the Pushcart Prize.]
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