are you bringing
your famous potato
salad to the party,
she asks you while
shaving her legs on
the phone.
sure, you say. sure.
your mind drifts off
and you think about
how famous your potato
salad is. the time
it was on the cover
of people magazine.
your giant blue bowl
full of potatoes,
glistening
in the staged lighting.
then there was the time
when regis and Kathy
interviewed you
trying to get you to
reveal your secret
ingredients. the time
the astronauts ate
it in outer space.
holding up a spoonful
in the grainy video.
you remember the lines
outside your
potato salad store,
selling small cups
to the craving public.
even the president
mentioned it in his state
of the union address.
this potato salad
will bring peace to
the world, he said,
holding a fork full
to his mouth.
hello, hello, are
you still there?
oh, yes. you say.
I'm boiling potatoes
as we speak.
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