Muggestutz Poem by Zyw Zywa

"Feelings are malleable
stretch them out and wring
them in all shapes, roll

them to little balls, bounce them
around like overthinkers
do, then you see them

leap up like cocoons
in the bowl of your hand"
he says with wide gestures

on the limestone boulder -
paddles of thumbs
and laughing eyes

under the rooflets
of white eyebrow hairs
pushing straight forward

He gives me a wedge
of Gasparini's meringue
yet he still has all his teeth