Cracked Window

Sex in my garden, courtesy of dracunculus vulgaris. Just saying the name is a turn on. The dime on one shows how big they are. Too bad they smell like rotten meat for a day or so to lure flies into their throats. Voodoo lily and Mick Jagger’s tongue are among the many nicknames. Two more are about to unfurl, a veritable orgy in waiting on a quiet Northeast Portland street. Listen for moans in the night.