the string bean
highschool
kid with a runny
nose and a stocking
cap, red striped
like the cat
in a dr. seuss book
knocks at your
door and asks
if you want to buy
a giant
candy bar to support
the local school's
chess club. it's deep
dark chocolate
with almonds, he
says smiling,
showing his braces.
you feel the rim
of your stomach
to feel if you have
room after the
thanksgiving feast.
maybe.
the chess club?
you say. sure.
why not?
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