Bread and Butter

by Danny P. Barbare

When
I’m
in
a
pickle

that
is
my
bread
and
butter

to
find
the
right
sweetness

the
spice
in
a
word.

Danny P. Barbare grew up and lives in Greenville, South Carolina. His poetry has appeared locally, nationally and abroad. His poems have recently appeared in The Santa Clara Review, The San Diego Journal, Doxa, Dead Mule and Blood and Thunder. He has been writing poetry off and on for 33 years and has been published extensively in small online and print journals. He works as a janitor at a local YMCA in Simpsonville, South Carolina. Read his previous poem published in Deep South here.