Gulf Shores, 1989
Megan Roth

Father, Father

Dig a hole
In the sand.

Show me my cooktop,
swirl the stove.
I will make you
crab cakes with
shells to hold the
sand consistent,sand static

I will bakethe day
Dig in.
At night
take me to the crabs

salt water my denim.
Legs bitten
shore my green bucket
Point methe sand fleasI will hold
your glass for youwhile youcatch
One for me.