Welcome to Popular Ink's INDELIBLE KITCHEN.

Now get the hell out!

Really, we would love to have you stay but we would feel rude about that as we have left. As in gone, defunct, kaput. We aren't here anymore. Sometimes, when it's late and we are worried about dying, we do believe in reincarnation. So, maybe we will live again. We'll let you know if that happens.


"empty bucket" by Rebecca Prashner

I've got a bucket
keep it out at night
I might
be thirsty
in the morning

by then
it's all
dried up

the nights
are too
& fast


Anonymous said...

give us an empty bucket & we will always do something with it. cool poem.

Tabitha Dial said...

This is really cool. Very summer-like and reminds me of good ol' William Carlos Williams. Nice.