WHAT ARE THE ODDS (Postcard Poetry)

“Guess how many jellybeans there are in my heart?”

She tossed out the challenge without much of a thought.

Two could play this game so he answered immediately.


Not one more,

Nor one less.”

Her throat coughed up a laugh covered in pectin.

Then she tossed up a jellybean, smacking her lips,

swallowing it whole.

“Nice try for an amateur.

But it’s 214.

And every single one is nasty black licorice.”

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