the shoe sale

near ten a.m.
you see two
well dressed
women fighting
for a parking
spot
in the store
garage,
fists are hurled
while strollers
sit nearby,
pocket books
set aside.
hair is pulled
and names
are called
while
their cars
sit idling
with lights
on, music playing
loudly
from their open
doors.
it's a once
a year sale,
after all.