Raise The Flag

Thanks for the great answers to the identity question. And the photography terms. Final draft is in the works!

Here's an older poem for today. Should have some new material tomorrow.

Raise The Flag

While exiting Panchos, a woman in a wheelchair
is accused of stealing soapillas in a small brown
paper bag she holds between her atrophied legs.
The counter woman wants to search her. You can
look away from this scene, the stringy hair,
the catheter bag, keep eating until you’re sick,
the point of this place being that you can get
whatever you want while you’re here, but you
can’t take any of it with you. Maybe you want
to help, pull out your wallet and give the woman
what you have which is nothing. You’ll have to put
this meal on your card which doesn’t have much
room on it or you wouldn’t be here, loading up
on cheap greasy food, all you can eat, and you can
only stand so much and maybe that’s the problem.

Michelle's Spell of the Day
"There is nothing noble in being superior to someone else. The true nobility is in being superior to your previous self." -- Hindu proverb.

Cocktail Hour
Drinking music suggestion: Picnic Robert Earl Keen

Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Sunday!