standing at the bus stop
for school,
dreading the day,
i'd watch
the cars line up
at the drive-thru liquor store.
teachers
and parents, construction
workers
and lawyers.
hookers and priests.
Mead's Liquor the bright
yellow sign
read
in bold fluorescent lights.
it was seven a.m.
and
people were drinking on
the way
to work.
i tried to ignore what
all of this meant.
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