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Retired
By: Carl Papa Palmer
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At the restaurant a cell phone rings.
Those around the table jump
as if receiving an electric shock,
reach for their pockets
like some saloon gun slinger
hollered, Draw!
I continue to eat, untethered.
I’m retired.
By: Carl Papa Palmer
At the restaurant a cell phone rings.
Those around the table jump
as if receiving an electric shock,
reach for their pockets
like some saloon gun slinger
hollered, Draw!
I continue to eat, untethered.
I’m retired.
Thank you, Onkar, you always find the perfect picture to go with our story