Do you remember last spring? 

I remember Samantha and I 

argued and then fucked.

Or did we fuck first and argue later? 

Wine blurs time yet I know

we volleyed back and forth 

over whether to have a baby 

or take a vacation

since both dump

shovels of carbon 

into our buckling atmosphere.

Well Samantha booked a trip 

to Napa where we left 

our heated home empty,

flew coach for four hours, 

sat in a taxi for an hour, 

and devoured two hamburgers,

which required 2600 gallons of water

and de-forested farmland 

to graze and slaughter beef. 

After dinner, we made 

a vacation baby.

Now Samantha is carrying 

one zygote

like the grocery bag 

we will have to fill 

to feed our future son. 

Forthcoming in Still Human (2025)