It's in a strip mall
With a nutrition store, a pharmacy
and across the small lot,
a bank.

Tall screens with trees,
And teeny tiny tables tucked together.

It's where I used to meet with my case worker.

To discuss my case.

Once I went to meet an acquaintance
To be interviewed
For a study on
Strong poets.

She eventually made it about the standards of cool.

I'd go there to study,
but you only get an hour of WIFI.

Still, I love it.

Right down to the rat poison behind the counter.
And just beyond the top of the hand written chalk board.

I'll go there
just to read
from now on.