Woman with a phone

Buster Keaton

I went to the post office yesterday and got in line behind a man trying to mail a box that was a little too large to fit through the opening in the security window. He wasn’t happy about the situation and quickly resorted to shouting “fuck you” and threatening to beat the shit out of the man behind the window. The man on the inside was black and the man on the outside was white; only they know how much or little that fact played into their interaction. There is a lot of anger floating around these days.
I proceeded to mail my package much as I assume Buster Keaton would: in silence.
The day before yesterday I saw a woman with a phone sitting on a rock in Central Park. It was the hottest day of the year. It is the first week of May and we might not feel that kind of heat again for another month or more. She didn’t seem to be affected by the amorphous anger in the air. I made a quick sketch of her.

Published by mikepowernyc

Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine, among others. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.

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