the shoe sale at Nordstrom Rack

the wife

looks over at me as we sip

our

morning coffee,

reading the paper

and says,

we should protest more.

we live

so close to the White House,

and we haven't

gone down there

in months to protest something.

we used to be

activists,

remember.

we marched and carried

signs,

we got tear gassed

and arrested.

we don't seem to care

anymore

about the climate or the wars,

or the injustices

going on

in the world.

i look up from the paper,

and say,

i'm sorry, did you say something.

i was just

reading this story

about a cat who walked 800

miles back home

after it was lost in Montana.

and by

the way,

there's a shoe sale on 

at Nordstrom Rack today.

we should go.