Navel to Navel
He takes me where
a side of mayonnaise is eight dollars.
Chef presents fried zucchini blossoms
spiced with devils-blood dressing.
We lay navel to navel, pretending
one will never abandon the other.
His stomach cajoles mine
while a squirrel on the other side of the wall
steals a stale corn husk from the gutter.
Rain starts to finally drain.
In the Belly of a Creek
A grizzly stares down
hunched, patient, silent—
the trout’s spine weaves through her teeth
Shauna-Maria Andolina was born and raised in Centre County, Pennsylvania. She hopes to someday visit Italy where her grandparents immigrated from including Villarosa, Perosa, Cosenza, and Casale. If you’re coming over for an Italian dinner, she says, bring the Tylenol because everyone talks at the same time and it’s loud! And be ready to share your plate. Shauna-Maria earned her MFA in creative writing from Arcadia University in 2015 and is currently a professor in south Florida.