Steve Meador is the author of Throwing Percy from the Cherry Tree, a poetry book that was an entrant for a National Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize in poetry. He is widely published in online and print journals. He has been a real estate broker since the early 1980s and currently lives and practices in the Tampa, FL, area.

Friday, January 28, 2011

I mostly write of real life events, or my interpretation of real life events.


If only I had eaten her
fresh eggroll, or asked one more question
about the sago palm in the gallon pot.
Why hadn’t I asked to see the blonde
furniture for sale inside,
or handed her a twenty
instead of exact change
for the box filled with plenty
of things she’d already kissed goodbye?
Anything for a few seconds delay
so fate would have stumbled,
cursed me for tick-tocking
with its clock.

The woman and her four friends
bled across the columns
of Sunday’s paper—
lives ended at an intersection.
What could have been done
to keep her from leaving home,
picking them up precisely when she did, 
hovered in the dead space
between my eyes and the front page.
Fate, that fat fucker, tap-danced on my guilt,
gracefully bowed from the darkness of its heart.

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