7.2.2025

THE STORY OF B

Photo: Artem Sapegin

A lovely town, is B,
with her proud pedigree.

You’d take her anywhere.
B is assured a chair

at that chichi café
on the Champs-Élysées

where, self-possessed, off leash,
she nibbles at the quiche

niçoise. She’s aced the best
schools, quite unlike the rest

of the nation’s small towns,
those mutts with their beef bones

and bared yellow canines
(white as the Apennines

in December, are B’s).
A Sumerian frieze

with a sleek Saluki
is ersatz kabuki

beside B’s fine physique.
One day B took a leak

on her own pretty mall.
Cameras captured it all,

but the film is no more.
Life goes on as before.