I'm Your Huckleberry

Erika Jo Brown, I'm Your Huckleberry
Brooklyn Arts Press

How now, chow-hounds. Here’s a splendid kitchenette over- grown w/ innuendo. You and I, chuckle and futz, JK and touché. Like pronoun poutine: we’re a wonder of correspondent squishes. Dueling dishes. The tone switches willy-nilly, room to room, a little touching then much-too-much, poopy shmoopy then pie-in-the-sky. I’m feeling upholstered and swollen w/ luminous bits, bites of “light verse.” She's alliterating vees, cycling-bi, her heart a bajillion kerblooms!