The Frog of Bad News
it wasn’t three hours
after our fight that
a frog showed up, more
yellow than
green, with a note rolled
up and tied to
its body.
think: carrier
pigeon but instead,
carrier
frog.
the note was irrelevant, she
said she didn’t love
me anymore and that
our understanding was
over, which was okay
with me, i kept her frog
and i’ve sent it to
break up with every other
girlfriend i’ve had for
the last two years,
unlike it did for her,
the frog always returns
to me, ready at a
hop skip and a jump
to break
another heart.