• Carol Everett Adams

Poem: Dumbo, the Flying Elephant

Updated: Jun 21




This poem was published in Sweet Tree Review, summer 2019 edition.


Dumbo, the Flying Elephant


This is the line that circles itself and the circling ride that moves forward without getting anywhere. Dumbo’s smile says holy hell sixteen times with every turn. I tell my brother if he loves his thumb so much he should marry it. Mom’s face says This is hell. Brother cries, says he has to go potty. Dumbo’s smile falters; he’ll be hosed off hard again, and bleached. A better family passes us, again. My father towers between the sun and me. Mom interrogates brother, How long, how long can you hold it? The show’s about to start.



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