Kiss my aspirations goodbye!

The younger sisters both

Married before I did.

At their weddings,

I cut the cake

And laughed with all the others.

But when the moon was high

In the midnight sky, both nights,

I felt the ancient wives' tales pull,

And decided in favor of "just in case."

And so I danced in the hog trough twice,

Naked in the wedding Junes.

And all I wanted, really, was cake,

But that was all I ever knew.

-jenn