AROUND THE CORNER

by Jnana Hodson

A woman with a mustache
crossed herself three times
outside St. Mary’s
and mumbled while wobbling away
in rubber duck boots.

Against her shabby brown coat
and scabby dry skin, she pressed
a Bible and presumes herself saintly.

~*~

A man in the corner grocery
weighed produce for forty years
while speaking Italian to his women customers.

~*~

An old black stumbled down the middle of Halle Street
as cars swerved around him or honk.
“Say, brother, my church is having a –“

“Sorry, no change.”

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Copyright 2015

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