Tutti Frutti

© Beth Roberts

Kids use candy to fill in spaces, gum together a day's incisors. Touching the topic, we laugh--zotz, wacky wafers, tired circus peanuts, fleshy pastel faux pas, but brief. Grown up, we get more or less more. Strong or sad, both, addicted to the hard candy of events, beyond the stretch with gaps of nothing next to nothing to the day that rolls out a ticker-tape of sugar dots all in a row . . . to the chocolate hour! of the day . . . what do we have of it? Enough to laugh . . . laugh through a fault of one's one. Enough for now.