We bought vodka that was labeled vodka. It was like how vodka would appear if it were in a cartoon. We had bought cartoon vodka.
Our cartoon vodka led to cartoon headaches which led to cartoon naps and cartoon puke. While our neighbors were barbequing, we were coping the best way a couple of cartoons could.
We talked about white privilege and how surreal this country is lately.
The conversation fizzled out and we ate leftover shrimp and rice on the couch. We’re going to argue like motherfuckers tonight because that’s what we do. And, is it true that our mouths are rotten?
Adam Crittenden holds an MFA in poetry from New Mexico State University where he was awarded an Academy of American Poets Prize. His work has appeared in decomP, Bayou Magazine, Barn Owl Review, Whiskey Island, and other journals. Blood Eagle is his first full-length book of poetry and is available now from Gold Wake Press.