I was recently published in the Ohio University undergraduate literary journal Sphere.
This is the poem, in the magazine it appears on page 81:
What if God is the fizz in my ear every time
I take a sip of soda;
The consequence of sugar and acid
The curse of narrow Eustachian tubes.
What if we got on a train and left.
Toronto India Anywhere
What if you wore a grey suit
and I danced a two-step.
What if we talked?
What if we stopped pretending?
In Chicago Hershey
Any day now.