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Last Resort

A woman

waits in line behind two kids

at the corner

7/11.

 

She watches them

take their candy,

get on their bikes,

and ride away.

 

She sets her Ramen

and antacids

on the counter

 

and half smiles

at the seventeen year-old

high school drop out.

 

Without making eye contact,

he tells her:

“$5.79”

 

She hands him the last

of her cash

with an apology.

 

As he opens the drawer,

she fumbles under her coat

and her trembling hand

pulls out the gun...

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Feb 11, 2011
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