Spent the day at the free clinic reading
Hannah Weiner’s Clairvoyant Journal
Sweaty and freezing no makeup
Plastic chairs and hard slat benches.
Wait to wait to wait then prescribed vitamins.
Camaraderie in the waiting room—we’re all in it
Together, I guess—then we’re told we look
like movie stars in a movie with a forgotten title
with a ’57 Chevy soft-top.
Aaron’s nametag says “Rex” and my imported library
Book is borrowed from the University
of Chicago. Everyone keeps calling Aaron
“Rex” and I make a joke about a new nametag—
“Oedipus”—and immediately regret it. He gets it.
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