gee are melba

Franco Amati
Scuzzbucket
Published in
2 min readJun 9, 2024

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Photo by Junchen Zhou on Pexels

I need french onion dip
to wash down my minions ice pop
we have a surprise for you today
wine tasting in the Hannaford Plaza
oh, look it’s Vito from the Sopranos
selling forty dollar New Jersey license plates
and a book about the criminal underbelly
of the culinary world — antipasto and cannoli
free with every purchase of his signature vodka…
now, we’re feeding salmon treats to the kitty
after walking around in the mall for the afternoon
grandpa takes a nap every day at 2
so, do you want to go to Gamestop or Target?
I don’t know, wherever you want to go…
well, I want to go to fucking Disney World, don’t you?
she said, listen, all I have to say is
when you finally meet a good guy that treats you well,
you’re not afraid of him cheating on you or hurting
you in any way — you’re only scared of him dying…
so, is that how you feel about me? YES
what if we kissed at Potatoland?
now that would be so romantic…
and finally, speaking of spuds, we have our laughing cat,
beautiful, bulky body, gives you the lovely image
of a potato on toothpicks, because who hasn’t ever
thought of that before? hell yeah I want to meet
Knicks legend John Starks at Heroes Hideout,
and no I don’t know the guy who provided
the voice for NBA Jam — he’s gonna be there too?
oh, okay — well, I’ll be sure to buy a Funko Pop
or something else for him to sign…
you know, the falling pollen out here kinda makes me
think we’re walking through the upside down

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Franco Amati
Scuzzbucket

Speculative fiction writer from New York. Editor of Scuzzbucket. For published work visit francoamatiwrites.com or buy me a coffee at ko-fi.com/francoamati