“My damn cigarette. The bitch took it,”
He yells at his buddy, and they look at the
Late teen in jeans, cellphoning, smoking,
Leaning against a rusted pickup.
She hears him.
She sucks her found smoke, keeps talking, and waits for the
Pickup’s long-haired driver.
Off they go:
Subs, more smokes, some pills in alleys ….
Two women park a Volvo,
Go into the bookstore,
Pick two New York Times bestsellers
And also buy theatre tickets.
All in the small town Maine parking lot ….
Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, mid August 2012