Lonely Raisin
Carrie Chang
Fortune cookie
With a guttural
Voice—forgive me, sir,
I had no choice! The red
Begonias fading fast,
And faux pas tofu
like an alabaster,
Come Tues the goner
With the belly who
Was brazen, & Wed,
Eating nothing
But the melisma
Of a raisin; dance
Backwards into cho-sa-fu
Into places that I knew you,
Life more interesting
Than the days
Of the gu-fu,
I confess I am
A little gu-du
Carrie Chang is the editor of this fine journal. She is the author of “Monkey-town,” and “Fairytale Origami” and has a fetish for egg-foo-yung, among other wowsy ambrosia. She is a descendent of Anhui, and enjoys eating raisins for breakfast. It’s yum!