How We Met
Barbara said,
“I got to take a shit.
Why don’t you two
Get to know each other?”
Notes:
This poem was previously published in Comande personali (Leconte Editions, 2010) and is reprinted here by permission of William J. Harris. It is part of the portfolio “I Hope You Like Being Here with Me: The Work of William J. Harris,” curated by Howard Rambsy II.
Source: Poetry (February 2023)