Saturday, July 29, 2006

George and I are met upon a klieg-lit plain

and I have on my Little Bo Peep costume
while George leans on his shepherd's crook

and lambs as soft as heaps of sugar-dust
as light as new spring snow

are romping in the heavenly bright
till all I know

all that I ever need to know
is herding lambs with George Costanza.

-Rachel Loden, from "My Night with George Costanza," New American Writing #24