Photography © Chad Parenteau

 

A Little Bit of Good Luck, a Whole Lot of Bad

I didn’t know if it was good luck
or bad luck that I had today?
First, a skunk crossed my path
as I took a walk in the woods.
It sprayed its scent at me,
but I could not smell it,
and I guess that was good luck,
until I got home and my wife
made me take off my clothes outside
and wash myself with soap and water
from the hose before letting me back in.
Then for lunch, she somehow decided
on making liver and onions,
one of my least favorite foods,
but I could not taste it.
I thought that was also good luck,
something filling my stomach
without the foul taste in my mouth.
It was then I decided I wasn’t
as lucky as I thought.
Maybe I had the COVID-19 that was going around,
taste and smell, two of the signs of the virus.
Oh yeah! Self-quarantine is in my immediate future,
and who knows what other changes were coming.

 

Duane Anderson currently lives in La Vista, NE, and volunteers with a non-profit organization as a Donor Ambassador on their blood drives. He has had poems published in Oddball Magazine, The Pangolin Review, Fine Lines, The Sea Letter, Cholla Needles, Tipton Poetry Journal, Adelaide Literary Magazine and several other publications.

Chad Parenteau is Associate Editor of Oddball Magazine. His latest collection of poetry is The Collapsed Bookshelf.