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New poem published today

You and Me

I stood in line at 7-Eleven
after my nightly workout
to buy a quart of milk,
because osteoporosis isn’t sexy.
And because I still believe
it will do my thirty-something year-old body
some good.

Carefree college dude in front of me,
whose mondo snug tee
said I ♥ MILFS,
and barely covered
his corpulent Heineken-bolstered belly,
asked the cliché Calcutta clerk
if he could get him
an obscure brand of cigarettes;
the clerk had to be
guided three times
before he got it right.

“Dhis one?”
“Dhis one?”
“Dhis one?”

I walked out,
envying frat boy and his life,
remembering when…
guzzling my milk.

Carefree college dude
sat down on his beach cruiser,
coolly tapping his sandal to the ground
puffing away
looking up at stars
that weren’t there.

I chugged quickly,
staring at him until he looked at me,
Shaking his head in dismay as if to say,
“Hey. My life’s not any easier Bro…”

Young American Poets


About Daniel Romo

Author of Apologies in Reverse (FutureCycle Press, 2019), When Kerosene's Involved (Mojave River Press, 2014) and Romancing Gravity (Silver Birch Press, 2013). I'm partial to prose poems. Alliteration. And fragments.

5 responses »

  1. You depict a great reminiscence of the care free days puffing away looking up at the stars that weren’t there but please dont tell me that a thirty
    something is considered old.A depressing concept for geriactrics to embrace. Good poem Romeo!

  2. Thanks for pointing me in the direction of your poem, Daniel. Yes, another interesting take on age and time.

  3. Yeah. I don’t know if I envy or dislike him.

  4. Oh how I know that dude in the milf tee, lol!


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