‘Grief Bacon’ by Jess Smith

furious with hunger
Alan Bern

Grief Bacon

The sky is very blue today, and wide. I wish I’d been the first

to evaluate this vision and say blue, the first to stretch my arms

as far apart as possible, tugging my beautiful shoulders

from their globular sockets, inventing a whistle that sounded,

for the first time, like wide. Longer than the sky

have things been happening that we have yet

to name. We play at piracy, language pillaging, are tickled

over hygge, understand the parameters of attaché

and apéritif but can’t define where the mind goes when the body stops

resisting, what the horizon looks like there, how

the casual observer could mistake the vacancy

in my face for tolerance if anyone took

a picture of this, which he did, without asking, just the bright sudden flash

and the second and third sudden flash, the sheets and walls cast

to oblivion by his handheld coroner’s lamp. In German, they call weight

gained from emotional eating kummerspeck, which is the sum

of grief + bacon. So perhaps it’s a matter of simple

addition: the sky is bluewide, the woman

is heregone, every room

she walks into is monsterfull, allstaring.


Jess Smith is currently an Assistant Professor of Practice at Texas Tech University. Her work can be found in Prairie Schooner, Waxwing, 32 Poems, The Rumpus, and other journals. She is the recipient of support from the Sewanee Writers’ Conference and the Vermont Studio Center. See more at www.jesselizabethsmith.com.


Retired children’s librarian Alan Bern is the author of three books of poetry. He has awards for his poems and stories and is an exhibited/published photographer. Alan performs with dancer Lucinda Weaver as PACES: dance & poetry fit to the space and with musicians from Composing Together. Lines & Faces, his press with artist/printer Robert Woods, linesandfaces.com.