Devin Taylor

I’m walking down the street and
thinking about things and thinking about people
and wishing that people are things.
I go into a store and buy a zucchini
because it whispers to me: I’m happy.
I buy some toothpicks and also a knife.
I sit in the park and stick toothpicks in the zucchini;
it is not a Voodoo doll — but it is a zucchini.
I carve a smiley face; I smile my carving face.
I name my zucchini: Zucchini Friend.
It belches thank you, sir.
With a twinkle, I belch you’re welcome, friend.
It barks. I look into its slits. I gush;
I flush red flesh; I know green.
I can’t contain my happiness so much
I’m coughing with joy all over my zucchini.

DEVIN TAYLOR is a recent Washington College alumnus with a B.A. in English and minors in Creative Writing and Psychology. His work can be found in Gargoyle, Five 2 One, Maudlin House, and elsewhere. He lives in the DC Area where plays his electric kazoo mostly alone.