a cherry snow cone

your friend jasmine,
holding bags
of new clothes
and hats, shoes,
informs you
of her summer plans.
first venice
she says,
then rome, maybe
a stop in
Brussels.
perhaps a day trip
to paris before
going
back to Italy
to stay in a little
cottage
and eat
the local fare
of Tuscany.
before I leave
though, I thought
i'd go to Greece
and buy
some jewelry
in santorini.
and you
she says.
what are your plans
this summer.
I need new flip
flops for the beach,
you tell her,
and a new
towel, something nice
and fluffy,
wave,
if you see me
from across
the atlantic, I
might have a snow
cone in my hand too.
cherry.