This is a virtual cafe where all ideas are entertained all facts discerned, all topics discussed. And just because the proprietor has a passion for Christ, books, and the Acoustic guitar, that doesn't mean you can't veer wildly off into different subjects. So, come in, have a coffee (imported especially from Verble's finca in El Salvador), and talk about whatever you want.
Saturday, July 13, 2019
Overread at Table 3: Poem of the Day
Rain on the patrol car.
Watching the entrance.
She'll be coming out soon.
We'll get her then.
I say we use handcuffs.
My partner wants to use zipties.
We'll rock-paper-scissors for it.
MR
2019-0713
from a @realisticpoetry prompt
for Middleborough
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