IT’S GOOD TO HAVE FRIENDS
I awaken in a Magritte painting
hanging upside down in a blue sky
filled with green apples.
Somehow I’m able to right myself
and float down onto a deserted island,
the apples out of reach,
my stomach burning with hunger.
Your first question is,
What are you going to do now,
and will I loan you some money
if I ever get back alive.
(First published in Epigraph, 2013)
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***Jeffrey Zable is a teacher and conga drummer who plays Afro-Cuban folkloric music
for dance classes and Rumbas around the San Francisco Bay Area. His poetry, fiction, and
non-fiction have appeared in hundreds of literary magazines and anthologies beginning
in the mid 70’s. Recent writing in Revolution John, Serving House Journal, Kairos, Tigershark, Unscooped Bagel, Dead King, Ink In Thirds, DogPlotz, Beachwood Review, and many others. He’s dedicating all of his current writing to two of his favorite poets who recently passed away: Mark Strand and Russell Edson.***
SICK LIT MAGAZINE 
Image credit: Rene Magritte, 1928
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