#16 in the Poetry Potluck Series, celebrating National Poetry Month 2010.
photo by Sakuraku Kitsa.
It always happens.
You invite a perfectly respectable group of people to a Potluck, and at least one of them brings a questionable dish. Nothing politically incorrect, you understand, like a side of beef for vegans, or pork chops without applesauce — just something a tad deceptive, maybe even a little frightening.
Friends, nothing is safe.
Good thing we have uber-cool social networking maven, Gregory K. Pincus, looking out for us.
