14
May
A Poem about Anchor Beverage and Discount Tobacco
Stand aside you sick men at the beverage center
I have come to buy my soda and I am the beauty of South Glens Falls
Hold your chew till I pass
and raise your eyebrows as I pull out the exact change
I have lived next to the discount beverage center all of my life
I know these men, these products
I am bowed down in a rediculous posture of renewal and the clerk asks for the 1,000th time
“are you the girl that lives next store? I thought so.”