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Jealousy
Wrath is cruel, and anger is outrageous; but who is able to stand before envy? Proverbs 27:4

Jealousy is global and at the same time, small
It is Satan and it is God
It is night following night, instead of daybreak
A dwarfed man in a raincoat in Grand Central Station
All the beasts in all the jungles of the continents.
Jealousy is Times Square on New Yearís Day, an empty cavern
Your office elevator opening onto the Great Plains
The endless horizon from every point on a ship
An airplane hangar without a plane at three in the morning.
It is the suffering of Christ on the cross, and of ZurbarŠn, who painted Christ
And of Dinah Washington who sang about love
It is the pediatric wing of any hospital on any day
The silence of a forest without birds
The sight of New York City, slanted, from a 747
The back half of your mottled yellow molar resting in your palm
Jealousy, your motherís favorite perfume, spilled on the bathroom floor.
The sight of them crossing Fifth Avenue, his arm glued to her waist.

Brenda Serotte


Season of the Worm

Itís as if the earth turned inside out
Long, black earthworms everywhere
On the patio, in the pool,
Slithering up the siding
Falling from the garageís open door. Wriggling out of nowhere like new
Age spots on my handsómy motherís hands I havenít touched in years.
Where did they come from and
Why are they here?
I need answers. Worms
Donít just suddenly appear
By the hundreds when in previous years They were few.
Another eco-system ruined.
I can live with that.
Itís what comes next
I fear.


~Brenda Serotte

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