A sonnet by Sarah Gilbert and Mara Collins
Sarah Gilbert (“mama, military wife, writer, cooker of inconvenient food, photographer of life, finance geek, keeper of chickens, beginning farmer”) posted a poem called oil leak: a sonnet.
The final couplet:
‘Twas me, and you, our thirst, indelicate
gulping, our leak, our spill, our oil-stained foot.
It’s Memorial Day. Sarah’s husband recently deployed to the SouthWest Asia perma-war zone. She writes in short bursts of 140 characters or less here, and in longer form in many places.