Lawrence
Hall
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Beyond the
Coffee Shop Window
A
woman of enormous girth glides by
At
high speed in her motorized wheelchair
Silent
beyond the coffee shop window
Where
labeled urns stand tall in orderly rows
Attended
by mislabeled cylinders
In
which the half-and-half is not even
A
quarter-and-a-quarter of water-thinned milk
Near
little colored packets of chemicals
She
doesn’t break pace while turning her head to glare
In
hatred beyond the coffee shop window.
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