Issue 21 | Winter 2019

A Brief History of the Soft Drink

“Just one? That’s nothing. Where I lived before, six were killed.”

(overheard)

Behind the convenience store,
beyond the dumpster, a path
begins so narrow it explains
how it’s walked only single-file
by the brain-damaged who travel
daily from the state-sponsored school
for the impaired, those who have etched
a permanent route through weeds
and underbrush out of love
for a cheap buffet of sugar.
They crowd the aisles to choose
packaged cakes and candy; the clerks
know to check their pockets for theft.
Cleared, they order the Big Gulp
soda cups and rush outside
to celebrate their sweetness.

In chapter one, the history
of the soft drink, Joseph Priestly,
who discovered oxygen, lived
near here. Because he hated waste,
he salvaged brewers’ bubbles,
forced them into bottled water
and created soda. Someone,
in chapter two, added sugar,
someone else stirred in cocaine.
People paid to gargle it
like medicine that promised
“to whiten the teeth, cleanse the mouth,
cure tender and bleeding gums.”

Two miles from this check-out line,
the landscape held a sycamore
like a super-sized soft drink cup,
the narrow road humped where it swept
into a curve. My son’s friend,
he said, was wearing his blue
and silver college sweatshirt,
clutching a can of soda
when her speeding car went airborne.

That road, this summer, was straightened,
the thick, ancient tree removed,
the curve so shallow now that
the years-old crash must rely
upon oral history
for its details, the site blurred
by the unreliable
who point and say only “there”
and “tree” and “speed” until that girl
suffers only a type of death—
foolish or accidental
or avoidable on a list
between suicide and drugs.

For years now, new residents
have been forbidden by the state.
These are the last to live here,
the middle-aged and elderly
phased out by sickness and death,
some buildings, already, rented
and employed by those able
to arrive and leave by car.

Filed under: Poetry

Gary Fincke

Gary Fincke‘s latest collection The Infinity Room won the Wheelbarrow Books/Michigan State Prize for Established Poets and will be published early in 2019. Stephen F. Austin University Press published Bringing Back the Bones: New and Selected Poems in 2016.