by Jnana Hodson
“Jim’s one of our young flashes,”
a production chief told his wife
when all three paths crossed in the grocery.
To which, you might add, “in the pan.”
“I wish I could have gone to college.
I wanted to be an engineer.”
said the unshaved man in a Salvation Army pullover.
There are a lot of older people in college classes,
his nephew tried coaxing.
“I have no money,” came closing in like a curtain.
An elderly mother and middle-aged daughter
argument escalated in the sedan
in the doughnut shop parking lot.
They’d no doubt discussed this before.
At last, opening her door, the daughter repeated:
“Let’s go in and drop the subject.”
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