sitting outside
on a plastic chair
with a good book
beneath an umbrella
that blocked the sun,
birds chirped
on swaying tree branches
and bees buzzed
past my nose
while a gas lawn mower
stopped in the distance
after hitting a rock.
somewhere,
a few houses down,
an unemployed father
yelled at his kid
about a damn bicycle
and then a few slaps,
probably on the buttocks.
the child’s screams
became muffled
as the wind halted
and the birds
flew away.
then, all that i could hear
was my breath
unable to slow down.
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Drive-Thru
i gave her a five
and she handed me
cheeseburgers and change.
i put them aside
and stared at the
bubble gum sherbet sunset.
let me guess, she said, i
didn’t give you your change, right?
no, you did.
then why are you still here?
a car honked.
i drove off quickly,
feeling foolish.
but then again,
she was the one that
was going to give me
more change.
what a great couple
we’d make.