The trees are freshly green in front of Tops.
The clouds above say watch
for scattered rain showers; the high today
will rise to at least eighty
by early afternoon, although officials
speak with caution, as everybody knows
the supermarket by its more affectionate name.
But there was nothing warm hearted
about the World Hair Salon this Wednesday
where police in northwest Dallas
couldn’t say whether injuring three women
was a hate crime, only
that the minivan in which the shooter fled
was red. It’s playoff time
and everyone wants to follow the scores:
twelve wounded (two fatally) since
Friday night in Chicago
two weeks after the elimination
of the Bulls by the Bucks,
with no late three-pointers
to rescue the man in Douglas Park
or the girl at home on South Ada Street
as the night moved on to the other
side of darkness. In Milwaukee
the Bucks just lost game six
and the seventh should be over by
the time the curfew begins on Sunday
night and nurses bring medication
for the twenty-one shot in
the entertainment district after the final
basket. Tip-off is three-thirty,
Eastern time, and Buffalo will have
a sixteen percent chance of rain
at sixty-seven degrees on the forecourt
of the so-called Friendly Market.
