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You pulled out an extra hundred dollar bill from the teller. It’s crisp and feels
like an expensive suit you’ll never wear. Tastes like a rich dessert after you’re
already full. Smells the way midlife crisis sports car upholstery smells in your
dreams, the ones where you’re taller and have better posture. The patriotic
fibers bleed into your fingertips causing everything you touch to be left with
imprints of stars and stripes. The paper towel dispenser in the bathroom at
Walmart. The salt and pepper shakers at the Mexican restaurant. Your lover’s
breasts. You wipe your brow in an act of surrender wondering when this Betsy
Ross BS will end. A liverspotted veteran walks by and salutes you.

(originally published here)

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About Daniel Romo

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

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