Lumpy, an American Sonnet

by Sean DesVignes

Since the Bible never says Adam & Eve ate an apple,
why must we be so specific? I would enjoy a love scene
in which a finger traces down someone’s George’s Guava,
Ava’s Avocado, Leandra’s Lime, even. An apple

doesn’t have a convincing lump to make for a good
knot in the neck. Not like the apricot, which has over 13%
of the daily value needed of Vitamin A, a key nutrient in
vocal health. Both man & woman have a prominentia

laryngea, more pronounced in men, more cartilage
than Catholic, but we’ve all taken a ride across the bump of belief.
Sometimes laziness is convenient & knowledge is a sword.
My mother taught me that women don’t have Adam’s Apples.

I don’t know if that’s because she was taught the wrong thing
or if she didn’t want anything about a man to own her.

Sean DesVignes

Sean DesVignes

SEAN DESVIGNES is an undergraduate at Brooklyn College. His work appears or is forthcoming in PANK, Vinyl, and The Bakery. His literary honors include fellowships and scholarships from Cave Canem, Callaloo, and the Minnesota Northwoods Writers Conference.

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