Jessy Randall The 2River View, 7.2 (Winter 2003)
Shim

Mona in Cars

Years ago she bought barbecue Fritos
at a highway rest stop, and her fiancé
asked “how can you eat those?”
and she knew it was over between them.

Now she is married to someone else
and they drive into the gas station
and Mona goes mad, literally,
she has to be taken away in an ambulance,

she tries to refuse, she talks very quickly,
she does not make a lot of sense.
No one tells me this for days. I just
wonder where she is, and if she has the flu.

Now I think that Mona should
stay away from cars. Obviously they
are the problem. If she rode the bus,
none of this would have happened.

Shim
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