Play-Doh

for Martin

Coffee with Noah, the last day of fall. He is learning to make kimchi, ever since he stopped making cider moonshine in his closet. We talk about our microbiomes, about eating more liver. We talk about carolling for Halloween and not Christmas, amused by the idea of warbling “Bela Lugosi is Dead” in front of retirement centres instead of “Joy to the World.” Noah gives me a cell phone charm, a tiny Hello Kitty on a camel. It’s something I have wanted for a long time. I wished I’d brought the little tub of plasticine from the dollar store that was at home on my desk. We could make blue spaghetti snakes, or little bunnies. We talk about how Cormac McCarthy should write short stories, even though he sees no point to them. The shorter the better, I think, argue for taking that lean language to its logical conclusion. Noah blinks both eyes behind his rimless glasses, considers Cormac flash, worries at a cube of sugar on the saucer with one pointy finger. He asks about Barcelona. I try to express a fraction of what it was like to see Gaudi’s spires and all those legs of ham. Well, Noah always wanted to hop a freight train and hobo his way across the prairies and he tells me how he did, in June, from here to Medicine Hat. I picture him with his diary and a thermos of fermented cabbage tied in the very kerchief now on his head, soaring away in lonely locomotion. I imagine the slow stumbling stall as the train breaks in Alberta, spilling Noah and his notebook into the night, scattering a fluffle of hares.

Lorette C. Luzajic is the editor of The Ekphrastic Review, an online journal dedicated to writing inspired by art. Her own poetry has appeared in several hundred online and print publications, including Indelible, Wild Word, Nine Muses Poetry, Misfit Magazine, Cultural Weekly, Black Coffee Review, Heart of Flesh, and more. She was twice nominated last year for a Pushcart Prize, as well as for Best of the Net. She is currently at work on her fifth collection of poetry, her second ekphrastic book. Visit her at http://www.mixedupmedia.ca.

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