Poem for Flavor Town USA: “Testimony (Toward JELL-O® Cake) by Avery Gregurich

I am reminded of birth by
JELL-O®. My mom kept the
couponed color, no matter
near or far, each cake a sponge
cherry-red with memory—the
question persisting: should I be
outside? How I have lived! Have
lived amongst the stars at the drive-
in movie, and here as well. I honest
to God thought that Springsteen was
Republican. I’m sleeping on the
feverish pull-out mattress like before:
same cancerous heat, my public radio
allowance betrayed by intermittent
but earnest eco-conscious corporate
sponsorships. I have tasted the JELL-O®
in the mind of the whole kit and
kaboodle and I was not offended. I
have known only necessary aromatic sales-
men circumventing family values at low,
low prices. Naturally I keep to the collar—
ain’t my swimming what you paid to
see? Talk about hand-me-down recipes!
I’ve heard them two times over, wrote
them down in second-hand pockets, then
returned back to swallow the silver
hoof. Holy cow! Here it is, swelling
in my mouth.

Avery Gregurich is a writer living and working in Marengo, Iowa. He was raised next to the Mississippi River and has never strayed too far from it.

Image: 12tomatoes.com

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