and with a bruise under one eye
lunges out of the convenience store
where I have stopped for milk.
A dog sniffs the rear end of another dog.
Mister, got sixty cents?
Once there was a great painter
without money for paint and brushes.
I reach into my pocket. Hey! a seagull cries.
Hey! though I am miles from any sea.
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Howie Good is a journalism professor at SUNY New Paltz.
