My husband has a new name for me
he calls me
THE DAIRY QUEEN.
I can’t believe it, he like–psychic!
So the other day I’m driving to a Poetry Slam
which I got tickets for a month in advance
because it’s the grand slam FINALS
and so far I have been real lucky
somehow I always manage to get parking right in front
which is UNHEARD OF
AND so I drive up like usual and it’s EARLY
and the parking spot is taken
and I’m thinking SHOOTS,
which is the way they talk here in Hawaii,
and say to Misty my friend sitting next to me
guess we’ll have to hunt for another spot
when the car that’s in that spot, in front,
the back lights light up, it backs out and IT LEAVES
AND
I shake my head
and I say to Misty,
“OMG- Can you believe it
my husband’s right again
my shit really is
ice-cream!”
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C. S. De Dona
Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2015 her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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