The man in the ball cap
at Oakland Airport
slapped us on the ass
as we ran,
late for a plane,
cheered, “Go get ‘em boys.”
And we did.
And they did.
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The man in the ball cap
at Oakland Airport
slapped us on the ass
as we ran,
late for a plane,
cheered, “Go get ‘em boys.”
And we did.
And they did.
Contents / Next Poem / Published Works