SOMETIMES I DREAM ABOUT MY SUNDAY SCHOOL
Gale Acuff
teacher, that she's in bed with me but we're
not sleeping, we do what married people
do, which I guess is holding hands until
we squeeze a baby out of our grippage and
if that's not where they come from, babies, then
I don't know much about life at all, all
my parents tell me is wait until I'm
older and I'll learn where I came from then
or if not where then how, then Father
and Mother blush and tell me I don't have
to clean my plate before I get dessert,
I can even have two pieces of pie
and in my dream that night it was cherry,
I stuck in my thumb and pulled out a prune.
Gale Acuff has had hundreds of poems published in a dozen countries and has authored three books of poetry. His poems have appeared in Ascent, Reed, Arkansas Review, and many other journals. Gale has taught tertiary English courses in the US, PR China, and Palestine.