I live with my wife in a northern exurb of Westchester. My poems derive from human nature and my mind has been shaped by years of pop culture: countless hours of music, films, television, news, and more. Through teaching, I get to share my love of literature and the importance of responsible journalism. My poems and short stories have been published in numerous journals. My first collection, Small Consolations (Aldrich Press), can be found on Amazon.com. A chapbook, Memory Marries Desire, will be out momentarily. It can be ordered at FinishingLinePress.com.
It’s a polylemma, she says,
aware that not one person
in the Costco warehouse
knows what she means.
And you consumers are the linchpin!
She likes to lecture others,
especially while getting free samples
of hot food all the while.
It’s all the attention she gets.
At one time, she still had big dreams
of splendiferous munificence,
she of the hilltop mansion,
wealthy and philanthropic,
sending off checks
to do her good deeds for her.
Now the reality screams
that she missed her chances,
squandered a spectrum
of remote but possible opportunities,
and instead let time run rampant
like an out-of-control toddler,
messing up the well-placed toys
of careful plans, leaving her
faded and funky and
more than a little bit sad.
She is the bag of giblets,
the one that you know is there,
yet must be removed
before progress ensues,
the one no one cares about,
deserted and misunderstood.
She proceeds to the express line
and points out to all within earshot
that the sign should say 15 items or fewer.
Welcome to America, she mutters,
while others go about their days.
First published in Tendril Literary Magazine
2016 Gary Glauber
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