Dropped
the jar of sauce
in the pasta aisle—
the jar of sauce
in the pasta aisle—
its solid smash of glass, red-
faced apology, sauce splattered
up the shopping cart, as if
the linoleum hemorrhaged
against gravity—
faced apology, sauce splattered
up the shopping cart, as if
the linoleum hemorrhaged
against gravity—
a mother in a hurry
a guilty cook looking
for shortcuts
for shortcuts
a poet
in search of something
new
in search of something
new
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