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from When a Lion is Chasing You, a collection of poetry

Featured on KALW Bay Poets
Burly, brown uniform askew
Distressed scowl shielding his face
Switching to frantic
As you open the front door
To receive a package
Could you please put it here?
You gesture to just inside the door
With a grunt, he throws it in
Then races back to his truck
 
We think someone arrives empty
As they move into our space
Cashier, bank teller, shopkeeper, librarian, barista
Neighbor, teacher, mail carrier, fellow walker
 
You, burdened with this and that
Don’t see everyone else is, too
Perhaps just diagnosed with cancer
Lost a parent or friend
Had a fight with a partner
Or sex and dreams of the other
Listing grocery items not to forget later
 
Who knows what’s in the big box
Carried by others
Whirling about in their own space