Marmalade, Pineapple Juice, Pork Sausage,
Tin of Shortbread, and a Cheap Chocolate Bar
A woman in peach-colored sweat pants
and a too-short blue Goodwill sweater
has a huge plastic Mountain Dew bottle
under a thick arm. It's starting to rain
on the Moses Lake Walmart parking lot.
The woman shuffle-lopes, halt 'n' go.
Quarter-size raindrops splat on her
Kool-Aid orange, blue-streaked hair.
She halts, bends at her blubbery waist,
spews, yellow-with-tomato chunks,
vomit on wet blacktop. A skinhead
cart boy says, You can't buy happiness.
Thirty yards downhill, closer to the store,
the woman stops to light a cigarette.
She takes a deep drag, turns, flips us off.
The cart boy, a lieutenant of fall-back positions,
says, It's a mystery of who gets sloppy
Juicy Fruit kisses, chilled champagne.