Poem of the Week

                             "Mishima On A Plate"
                                      by Joey Roth

I found a small version
Of Yukio Mishima,
On a plate.


He ordered a glass of orange juice
But when he tried to drink
He fell in.


His tiny body was mummified
By the citric acid
Which was a kinder death than his suicide.


He was alive for just a moment while in the glass
And he said something vague
About Japanese nationalism.