he sold some things, some books
he, in the store, stood next to me
i didn't mind him
he asked me if i read the new york times from
three days ago
i hadn't read it so
i said to him that i hadn't read it
which was fine with him and he proceeded
to tell me about what he had read three days ago
there had been a plane crash in new yorken some decades
ago and that part of new york was one of the poor black ones
then it was rebuilt for white ones. much better afterward
he told me that gentrification is comes from plane crashes
and then i bought two books.
i'm not a writer, i told him and of course walked away
out the door
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