the stem, the potato, and us

On the Internet I read
that you can take a rose,
slather the stem in honey,
stick it in a potato,
plant the potato in dirt
and wait


The Internet told me I
could expect a new rose
in time


Now, my husband and I work
(it just so happens) at a grocery store —
in floral and produce, respectively
we discard rose stems and
fading potatoes every day, so
I told him with a wink that even
though we couldn’t have kids,
we could make a baby this way


and in our eyes I felt the objection
what if this silly thing from the Internet
doesn’t work, and our potato rose baby
doesn’t live, and what does that mean?


But I planted it anyway,
and soon the bad potato smelled
so bad I had to set the pot
on the fire escape, but

I watered it, and watched,
and the stem remained a stem until
one day it was gone,


the pot tipped over, the potato eaten through by
some squirrel with low standards


I guess I am not going to read into that

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