In front of liquor store, monday
Cars, buses spalsh puddles
to pavement far and wide
shopping carts tipped over
onto the lawn; beside
citizens wait in rain at bus
stop.
one lacks bus fare
I pay her way
I continue sitting sober
at the bus stop
in front of the liquor store
-benmyles
poem by Ben Myles
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